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From my notes on Sunday, October 12:
It's only noonish, but so far the day has been the most enjoyable I've had yet. I decided to go to the smaller, less touristed flea market/antiques market my guidebook recommended, and it was everything I was hoping for. I spent the morning browsing happily, meeting the local mastiff (a giant brindle hound named Yugi, who was happy to be made much of), chatting with a few strangers, and looking for a large enough scrap of lace for Boop, who had requested one. I also finally had my first crepe of the trip from a vendor selling them to the market-goers. It was gooey and delectable, and I savored every scrap of it.
Er, warning - I took lots of photos and I'm putting quite a few under the cut.
( Notes on a lovely Sunday morning )
It's only noonish, but so far the day has been the most enjoyable I've had yet. I decided to go to the smaller, less touristed flea market/antiques market my guidebook recommended, and it was everything I was hoping for. I spent the morning browsing happily, meeting the local mastiff (a giant brindle hound named Yugi, who was happy to be made much of), chatting with a few strangers, and looking for a large enough scrap of lace for Boop, who had requested one. I also finally had my first crepe of the trip from a vendor selling them to the market-goers. It was gooey and delectable, and I savored every scrap of it.
Er, warning - I took lots of photos and I'm putting quite a few under the cut.
( Notes on a lovely Sunday morning )
