Paris

In Paris we revived the ancient art of flanerie. In the 1800s, some young and wealthy types clearly had too much time on their hands and came up with flanerie - largely wandering with no purpose but the joy of aimless meandering. The strict rules included having no destination and no end time. You wandered in whatever direction took your fancy until you decided not to any more.

I thought we were following these principles very closely until I realised Eve had subverted the process to lead us to her favourite ice cream shop.