Saint Martin's Faire

Well, tiny Duras is the hotspot of southwest France today as families are all gathered here to take part in the festivities. It's a national holiday in France so nobody is working today--except the countless vide grenier, carnival and marketplace vendors.

Several of Duras' streets are lined with antiques  and flea market stalls. The market square is mostly filled with food vendors, including those selling fresh oysters by the "douzaine," also giant pans of paella, even a food truck hawking the cuisine of Reunion. Just steps from our front door are an oyster stall, a beer stand and the folks selling Nutella crepes and Belgian waffles. Ugh! I can smell them when I open my front door.

On the clocktower end of town is a large amusement park with arcade games. Also there is a display of the newest Nissan vehicles.

Joe took a walk early this morning to scope out the area, then excitedly came home about 8 yelling for me to get my butt out of bed before all the good antiques were gone. So I did.