If there are any better markets than a French one,  I have yet to see and visit it.

I’ve been to markets all over the world, but I do think there is something special  about a French Market. I really love them.

Is the basket that everyone seems to carry? Including me. Thank you Margaret.

If you don’t own one you can quickly buy one.

Perhaps it’s the colourful umbrellas providing shade as you move around.

Or the cafes to help rehydrate?  People drink Rose here like its a soft drink!

Perhaps it’s the stall owners? They are busy but friendly.

Carpe Diem

Or maybe it’s  the music wafting around as you browse the stalls.

Or the fruit and veg ? That rockmelon smells fresh and delicious. And tastes so sweet and juicy.

Or the heavenly  smelling fresh bread.

Or the beautiful French girls waiting on the thirsty.

There is something for everyone. This man was showing the young girl how to use the bow and arrow!

The variety of stalls gets me in every time

I think it’s a combination of all the above, plus the personalities of those selling their goods.

Whatever it is, it works. The markets were packed but there was room for all and lots of smiles.

Perfect to buy all your ingredients for a beautiful salad lunch washed down with a Provence Rose.

Life is sweet.