Tuesday, January 24, 2006

Milo, the powerful switch finder!

SCENE I

Paris, Orly Airport: on a cold January morning, we de-boarded the flight from Turin and we proceed to the baggage claim via an endless daedalus of corridors and moving walkways. I usually travel without the stroller, and carry my 15 kilos bundle of joy all the way until I can find a cart on which to seat him. This time, I enjoyed his independence spur and let him trot alongside me with pleasure. Upon approaching the first walkway, his eyes widened with interest and curiosity. Once boarded, he kept looking back and forth, as if he was trying to gauge the speed of travel! Descending went flawlessly, I was starting to think: "This is almost fun..," when I see Milo sprinting to the next walkway, dashing to the floor to press, under the rubber hand rail, a seemingly harmless red little button: it immediately stopped the moving walkway ahead of us, a 200 mt. stretch filled with passengers, who, tilted forward by inertia, cursed each in its own language and wondered what the heck was wrong with these Parisian airports! I threw my bag, ran to the button and pushed it feverishly several times hoping to reactivate the walkway, but of course this was only the stopping button! No airport security or officials were on sight: I grabbed my son, who looked very impressed and proud, and kept walking really fast to the baggage claim…

SCENE II

Two days later, on a still icy cold Sunday morning, Milo and I met two mums-girlfriends at a non-disclosed Parisian museum, for what was supposed to be a morning of culture and entertainment. They also brought along their 9 months and 4 months babies, so we are all equipped with bulgy strollers and the typical paraphernalia that mums travel with these days, not to mention coats, scarves and the whole fit. The museum in question is a small little renaissance jewel, and despite their lack of equipment to welcome handicapped visitors or mums with strollers, the staff was very keen on helping us enter the premises and overcome a series of staircases and passages. Milo was particularly excited by the venue and the presence of the two babies, and was giving the best of himself: he sang, he run around exploring every little alley or secret door, he wanted to climb every staircase in sight, he kept me busy the whole time; the other mums were also taking turns with breastfeeding stops, diaper changing sessions, stroller parking or rescuing, etc. It was everything but a relaxing visit and we hardly managed to pay attention to the paintings of the neo realist we had mainly gone there for…at one point we found a quiet room where there was only a large ancient tapestry hanging on one wall and a padded bench in the middle of the room. We gained the bench to rest a little and we could hardly start the conversation again, when we suddenly heard a mechanical noise and we noticed that the museum curtains were all suddenly lifting: the two guards of the room exchanged a slightly interrogative look and then turned toward a corner of the room, where, sure enough, little Milo had found the switch (behind a table and the above mentioned curtain) which controlled the curtains of the entire floor! Luckily the guards were more amused than bothered by Milo’s bravado, and we left soon after for a danger-free walk in the nearby park!

3 comments:

giovanni said...

Good to see you are back in town, and luckily little Milo did not push little red buttons on the airplane... His curiosity is bringing life to motionless and highly "civilized" sceneries where everything (until the smile on a face) is under control. Is it something his parents recognize as... or is he completely unique? I hope you had a nice stay in Torino or wherever you were. I had a wonderful stay in Paris, which only lasted for two days but when I came home I had the impression I had been away for a week. In the two museums we visited I did not have the luck to be amused by another little Milo. Unfortunately.
I did write on my blog a short note about my visit to Paris.
Cari saluti a tutti.

Clo said...

Thanks Giovanni, hope you enjoyed Paris, it's been cooooooold, hasn't it? Milo's curiosity is beyond me, now I understand when mum-friends used to tell me: "They (the kids) are always a step ahead of you!".
I need to catch up reading your blog, I've been away from blogosphere for too long...

Alice in Austria said...

hehe, these stories are great! It's really impressive, actually, that he was able to find all these buttons. Shows quite some talent! I envy you the museum visit, even though you didn't get to see much. Makes me want to visit Paris again. :) It is horribly cold here as well, in parts of Austria we had minus 14 degrees C. :(