France Day 26: The Cable Car

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We walked up an enormous hill, to a cable car.  We played, we had lunch (baguette avec jambon et fromage) and I had a Coke.  The children had fizzy lemonades.  We all shared one giant cookie.  We played until they got too cold, and we returned.  It was a wonderful, wonderful day.  But the best part was how they shared a stroller and cuddled together in one seat all the way home.