Maurice and I headed to the famous market at Clingancourt on Sunday on what turned out to be the chilliest day this month. In fact, it is going to get into the thirties tonight. Time to get out my winter coat. This market, also called les Puces de Saint Ouen, used to be a place where you could find fabulous deals and I suppose that can still be the case but it seems to mostly be full of very expensive antiques. It’s a large area with several separate markets and, if you exit at the metro stop, you pass through a junk/pickpocket zone before you reach it with men trying to sell phones, perfume, knock off designer purses and more along the way. We were looking for a chair and might have found one but are thinking if we really want a used one, even if in good shape, or should we get a new one?

Many of the shops are open to the streets and allies like this one.

The last of the autumn leaves hanging on outside this shop.

Upscale antique toys were here and there.

Globes for sale.

We stopped for very good steaks at the Paul Bert restaurant in the market.

The bathroom at Paul Bert’s was painted with a scene of fields of lavender at sunset with the “sunset” extending to the toilet tank on the wall.

Despite the cool temperatures, the merchants had their lunches outside on tables set up for it.

A resident dog-note the people behind him/her also eating at a table. Much more elegant than a sandwich in a corner somewhere.

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