Having seemingly crossed most of France during her holiday, Muriel arrived in Nice with her whirlwind of a daughter, Alix, and the nearly equally energetic twin boys, Paul and Lucas. About half a day in their company left me completely exhausted... OK, so maybe I'm exaggerating a bit (although having said that, I think I must've run around the old town of Nice 2 or 3 times during Friday afternoon ;-).
Actually, I have to admit, it was great fun ;-) And then in the evening we celebrated Paul's and Lucas' birthday - with a great strawberry Tiramisu cake Mathilde had baked (it was the first - and I very much hope not last - time I had that - honestly I could've eaten the cake all by myself...).
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