Monday, and the antique market is in full swing in Old Town. Even in winter, the market is bustling with tourists and expats who have come to enjoy the sun and escape the winter of their homes.
The stalls are filled with everything from trinkets out of someone’s attic to collections of old linens, clothing, jewelry, records and more. The bistros on the sunny side do a brisk business as people enjoy their coffee, gather in groups to people watch and take in the scene.
One vendor and I remarked on our le petite chiens – he also had chihuahuas that he insisted to retrieve from his van and introduce to Nanou.
I was tempted to try on an old chapeau and wished I had a home for a beautiful mirror; perhaps someday?
Nanou and I enjoy our Monday walks, looking at all the interesting things on offer, and chatting with a few vendors, who now recognize us as we approach. One vendor assures me that if I ever move here, he will be able to supply me with all the furniture I would wish. I smile, thank him, lift my face to the sun, and imagine what living here would be like. Then reality sets in, and Nanou and I walk to our temporary home; her to have her afternoon nap, and me to write until there’s nothing left to say.
Have a wonderful weekend.