Today I went to the nearby Sunday market at St. Aubin’s square where I found all of the following and more: cheese… fresh bread… anchovies… tapenades… olives… cakes… pastries… empanadas… giant pots of paella… chickens turning on a hot rotisserie… tables full of herbs and spices… fresh basil, rosemary and dill… I wanted to eat absolutely everything!
The market was also great for people watching and taking in the vibes. Just from being here a few days, I can see a vast difference in their style. The women seem to love dressing up in nice dresses and flowery skirts instead of just jeans and tops, and the men (at least some of them) also put on proper dress shirts. However, there are also a lot of grubby street performers, hippies in baggy pants dancing in drum circles, and half-drunk street musicians. French kids are extremely cute, and almost everyone seems to have a dog, but no one seems to pick up the dog poop so you find piles of it absolutely everywhere. And above all, people just seem very relaxed. Must be all the wine?
Tomorrow — more exploring of the town.