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Michal and Liz considering
an alternative to Delta
for their trip home! Yup, this is
in the flea market. |
This afternoon I dragged Liz & Michal up to the Marché aux Puces (flea market) at Saint-Ouen (just past the end of the #4 Metro line at Porte de Clignancourt). I frequently try to describe this place to people, without a lot of success - it just boggles the imagination! One of these decades I just
have to buy a chateau in the countryside and furnish it with antique furniture, mirrors, sculptures, fabrics, rugs, plates, crystal, silver, prints, artwork, chandeliers, marble fireplaces, kitchenware, books, music, Victrolas, and miscellaneous baubles from this market! (That is, of course, if I buy a winning lottery ticket or all my pals chip in!)
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| The First-Class cabin |
This time only I bought a couple little items from one of the hundreds of markets within Saint-Ouen, so chances are good that we didn't bring home any actual fleas. But we all ignored my admonition to "just keep walking" through the cheap merchandise stalls you encounter before entering the market. Some little souvenirs plus really nice scarves and a jacket were just too much to pass up!
It was drizzling as we walked home from supper this evening, so we didn't look our tidiest, but Liz & I just had to have our picture taken occupying my building's elevator. It has a maximum capacity of four! Yup, right. Four skinny Frenchies!
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