Sebastian is our thirteen fourteen-year-old son and he says some of the funniest things–we have no idea where he gets his material since his mother and I are rather boring, serious people.
Over the summer, we went on a bike trip through the Loire Valley in France. After the bike trip, we went back up to Paris to spend a few days with friends and see a few sites.
One of those sites was the Arc de Triomphe, under which is France’s Tomb of the Unknown Soldier….
Me: “See that flame? That is the Tomb of the Unknown Soldier.”
Sebastian: “Who’s the soldier?”
the drunken cyclist 