We went north to Porte de Clingnancourt to the mother of all antique and flea markets. Interesting neighborhood. Once off the Metro you walk through a gauntlet of men trying to sell you knock off D&G belts and Chanel purses. It seemed like a dicey neighborhood... more so than last year. We did spend most of the afternoon there browsing. I ended up buying a pretty blue bottle...which Lou told I probably could have bought at home. But with this one I will think of Paris everytime I look at it. There was a tool stand with beautiful old tools and anvils. I have an image but it is vertical and I have no way to flip it. I'll post it later
On the way back the subway was jammed. There were four Metro cops watching people and turning some away...like I said...it was a dicey neighborhood. If my mother would have seen it she would yell at me for being there
Saturday night it seemed like everyone was out walking around having a good time...including us.
More later
On the way back the subway was jammed. There were four Metro cops watching people and turning some away...like I said...it was a dicey neighborhood. If my mother would have seen it she would yell at me for being there
Saturday night it seemed like everyone was out walking around having a good time...including us.
More later
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