Posted by: lifeonislandtime | July 20, 2015

The Trocadero

The Trocadero
Last time we were in Paris, we climbed the Eiffel Tower. While on the 1st level observation deck, we watched the Trocadero fountains. These are giant fountains and pools in front of the French museum of architecture and an art school. While we watched, a kid (probably a young teenager) grabbed one of the fountain jets and used it like a fire hose, spraying water at other people enjoying the fountains. Travis and I laughed at the antics from far above, and wondered about the fountains.
Upon returning to Paris, Travis thought we should go look at the Eiffel Tower from the Trocadero. I agreed. We laughed about the kid spraying people down at the fountain. On our last day in Paris, we made a giant loop to see Pere La Chaise Cemetery (a great site if you’re into strange things like I am) and get my Hard Rock Cafe pin (a mandatory stop in any city with one), we set off via metro to the Trocadero.
We emerged from the metro into a barking, calling, junk-selling tourist-laden madhouse. We climbed the stairs and came out on the Trocadero fountains…full of people swimming!
I had been commenting for days that arise had nowhere to swim in the unbearable Paris heat. He countered that maybe Parisians don’t want to swim. I find that unfathomable, but realize that not all do. Looking out over the Trocadero, I found out where everyone goes to swim. The pools,were full of people wading, splashing, sunning, and generally enjoying the water. 
Travis talked me into wading in the pool. It sure felt good. Looking around, I saw that most of the swimmers were tourists, all in varying states of undress. In all of my research about Paris, I never saw that the Trocadero was a swimming area, but as Travis pointed out, it was chlorinated and cleaner than any place of water in Paris, including the Seine, so even if it’s not approved, it’s not strictly forbidden either.
We moved on about 20 minutes later after enjoying some grade-A people-watching. The fountains that the boy had directed at the onlookers the previous visit weren’t spraying that day. Maybe they don’t turn them on anymore in the hot weather; they’re too tempting to play with. I don’t know. But what we did decide was that “Trocadero” must mean “tourists getting naked” in French.

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