Trottoir

French for "sidewalk". Erin was the best au pair. She took Harvey all over Fontainebleau in his stroller. He visited the formal gardens at the Chateau and munched on baguettes while perusing the outdoor market. She even bought him a cute little outfit and sun hat in the Monoprix (a store kind of like Walmart, except with fresh-baked croissants and fancy French perfume). One day they had to stroll to the Pharmacie and buy ointments and bath salts for his mosquito bites. Poor baby, he was covered from head to toe with bites. Unfortunately the French don't have mosquito nets (screens) on their windows. I thought they were supposed to be so advanced!