France Trip #1: Markets

 Dark clouds are rolling in over German skies, people are pronouncing their "S's" again, and nobody is offering me a fresh-baked baguette. These are hard times.
 
  Northern Germany is many things, but one thing it is definitely not, is the South of France. I was lucky enough to spend a week with my Aunt, Uncle, and cousin in St.Siffret, a crumbling, wind-cracked town that could not exude more charm if it tried. Since we were right outside of Uzès, I was able to experience its Saturday morning market the day after I arrived. If you like your produce low-fat and unloved, I warn you to stay away from Uzès entirely. Because from the spices to the scarves, from the fish to the flowers, this market is a place for the fearless.
 
 
 









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