Taipei for The Three Generations: a Friday-to-Monday weekend

A flat, paved riverside promenade with benches, ice cream stalls and room for strollers; sunset arrives at about five-thirty and everybody sits and watches.

Round tables for ten, dumplings brought in bamboo baskets and a menu with pictures; a reliable first dinner for all three generations.

The lift does the climbing in thirty-seven seconds, and the observatory has benches, a cafe and flat floors; the evening view is calm and bright.

A smooth, thirty-minute glass cabin ride over tea hills with seats for all; no stairs in the stations and the view opens out at the second pillar.

A short, flat walk to a tea terrace with benches and a view; the staff will show you how oolong is brewed and the grandparents will approve.

Taiwanese banquet cooking at big round tables in a prewar house: chicken soup, sticky rice and a whole steamed fish for the table; book ahead for a big party.

Lifts, wheelchairs for loan and benches on every floor; head for the Jadeite Cabbage and the Meat-shaped Stone and keep to one wing, which is quite enough.

The museum restaurant on the top floor, with round tables, wheelchair access and a set menu of Jiangnan dishes; a long lunch is the best way to rest the legs.

A flat garden of roses and lawns beside a small chapel and a 1950s mansion; the paths are wide enough for a wheelchair and the benches are plentiful.

A long flat park with wide paths, benches and a pond; grandparents rest while the children play on the sand and the slides.

Small bowls of dan-zai noodles with a plate of prawns and greens, with space for a pushchair; a gentle last lunch with short walks.

Mango shaved ice for the table, four spoons and a lot of extra mango; the shop has seats and a fan and is two minutes from lunch.