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Sunday Market

March 8, 2010

We went yesterday to what some people (including the internet) told us was a brocante (flea market). As we asked for directions yesterday on our way there a man gentle told us that it was certainly not a brocante as it had mostly food there with some stands selling other items. If it was furniture and treasure we were looking for we were going to be sorely disappointed. He was kind about it, but it still put a damper on our spirits as we had been dreaming of finding two pieces of furniture to complete the bathrooms.

Well, the man was right. It was mostly food, although it had some stands with baskets and fabric and jewelry. There was even a stand with handmade baby clothes. Super cute stuff, although rather expensive.

The market was packed with people, which didn’t make it easy to weave through with a toddler, which means Principe’s neck hurts quite a bit today from carrying her on his shoulders!

Halfway through the market Queenie started asking for pasta and pizza and bread (basically any food that she saw a stand for). We bought some sort of gooey cheese for 7Euro the half-kilo (not exactly what we thought we were buying) and a loaf of bread. She plowed through some bread and cheese but was still asking for food so we decided to buy a small pizza and sit down on a bench to eat. We ended up sitting right next to what we thought were stands selling eggs. But they weren’t just selling eggs. (BTW, the market is the place to buy eggs in France. One point for me!)

Look closely at what the man is doing….:he is tying up a live chicken and sticking it into a box! From the pictures you would think that we live in a small village! As we ate our pizza we watched quite a few people come and buy real, live chickens to take home. What I’m wondering is where in the world they de-feather them? In their apartment?

After watching the show (thank goodness Queenie is too young to ask questions about why chickens are going into boxes) we came across a music man. Like Dick Van Dyke in Mary Poppins except that this guy had spread out a huge blanket and scattered it with musical instruments that he had made personally out of wood and other recyclable items for kids to play with. He sat on his chair and randomly played either his violin or other instruments or showed the children how to play things. Queenie had a blast and didn’t want to leave.

A good day, all in all. Most interesting. The more we see of French culture the more I am intrigued. It’s so rich!

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  1. March 9, 2010 1:22 pm

    From what I remember, it did use to be a ‘brocante’. You can try for things called ‘vide grenier’ too (it would be your car boot sale equivalent but we call it empty attic instead). There are a few ‘antiquities / brocante’ shops in the little streets by the Prefecture and the Jardin des Plantes. I don’t know what the price range is like but it might be worth a look. I’m glad you find french culture intriguing. I find it to be extremely diverse and surprising sometimes.

    • wideopenworld permalink*
      March 9, 2010 10:39 pm

      The area by the Jardin des Plantes is pretty expensive. I don’t know what it was like when you were living here, but now it is pretty pricey. Nice stuff, though! I heard about the vide grenier. I guess there are two week long events at St. Aubin, one in May and one in October, so we will have to get more info and go to the one in May, definitely. The nice man on the street told us that Toulouse wasn’t very good for the brocantes but I am still hoping his information is bias or incorrect! You never know!

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