Teenagers being teenagers

The world's most perfect teenager and his friend traveled to Paris yesterday. To reduce the risk of them forgetting a bag, it was decided that they would only bring a backpack and a carry-on bag each. Literally 95 minutes after they landed in Paris, Junior's friend had already lost his backpack. The offspring called us almost immediately and told us what had happened.

We asked them to search the area they had been in and ask in nearby shops if anyone had handed in a found backpack and then go to the police station and make a report. After another 1 hour, they had to go to the nearest police station and report the lost backpack which, in addition to a computer, also contained his passport. When they finally got to the studio they get to borrow for free from a family friend of the offspring's friend, the boys were in for a shock.

Although this studio is located in one of the absolute best arrondissements in Paris, the studio itself is in poor condition. The studio is constantly loaned out for free to friends and relatives, whereupon the condition of it is sub-par but with an amazing location.

Almost all of Junior's friends' parents are diplomats, CEOs, etc. so his idea of ​​what an average home is is pretty skewed. In his world, our apartment is the lowest standard he's been in, so this reality check was pretty brutal. He really didn't want to sleep in the studio and it took all my willpower not to accommodate his wish to move to a hotel. I had to explain that when your friend's dad have arranged accommodation, you don't embarrass your friend's father by moving to a hotel because you think the studio is in poor condition. You suck it up and take one for the team.