It was love at first sight. A vintage cruiser with a basket fashioned from a Château Lafite-Rothschild box covered with Louis Vuitton leather. But how to get it home? I couldn't bubble wrap it and stow it in my suitcase. It didn't merit hiring a container, and probably wasn't worth the cost of shipping. So I said my goodbyes and walked away. I probably should have found a way to ride the thing home.
We spent our morning at the Sunday market in L'Isle-sur-la-Sourge, the Venice of Provence with it's maze of canals, also know for it's Antiquaires. On Sunday, the twisting medieval streets and bridges are lined with stalls and crawl with people. An August market day in L'Isle sur-la-Sourge is not for the faint of heart - for my friends in Seattle, it's like a sunny summer Saturday at Pike Place Market with three cruise ships in port... times 10.
Crowds aside, we had a delightful time exploring and a lovely al fresco lunch among the treasures.
A few other things that did not come home with us, I'm sorry to say:
Anything you've left behind during your travels that you pine for still?