Monday, July 25, 2011
Sunday, July 17, 2011
That's.......rainfall, shower, precipitation, wet weather, deluge, downpour, torrent, driving rain, monsoon, pouring rain, damp day,cat-and-dog weather, mizzle ('mizzle'???)
Now before you all start throwing wads of balled-up paper at me-with boos and hisses---I tried, I really tried! We drove an hour to Saint Aubin Sur Mer--where there was a 'Foire aux Grenier' with 340 participants---the largest sale so far! When we left home it was drizzling...or mizzling....take your pick, but we expected that as we progressed the weather would improve.....wrong.
My guess is that there was 30 vendors still standing (ie--not yet blown away). The wind gaffawed at our umbrellas, the rain snickered at our lame attempts to stay dry--we got SOAKED in seconds, my umbrella was inside out from the wind, French Guy had a strong hold on the stroller just in case it took flight....
That's it--there was soon a mass exodus of the vendors too.....it was before 12 noon and it was over---kaput, done.... fini!
Have a great week mes amis....and a big wet nod to my Pacific Northwest amis---I feel your pain!
(.....sort of......at least today.)
(.....sort of......at least today.)
Wednesday, July 13, 2011
Monday, July 11, 2011
Oh--what's missing? Une brocante! Mais oui!---Having endured the mishaps and missed-adventures of the past two weekends--I had high hopes that one of the very large multiple 'vide greniers' in our area would glean some pretty amazing finds! Admittedly I have been a tiny bit lax in this very, very busy part of the summer...I have neglected my blogs, not listed many items on Etsy, and have even cut-back on my long distance love-fests with friends and family on Facebook. (Seriously. That proves I am busy!)
So I needed a very exciting, treasure producing, happy vibe-y, jam-packed brocante to inject some energy into my weekend and give me the boost to get back to business! And......
.....did the carefully selected venue in Dives-sur-Mer pay off???
Here's how it went. Trois enfants and French Guy and I pack into the family roadster (our huge silver Mercedes wagon that I have recently (okay, just now) decided to call Bernadette. Off we go--about a 45 minute drive to the 'vide grenier' that was supposed to (supposed to) have just under 100 vendors--mixed--the clean-out the attic types, the clean-out the barn types, and the semi-pro van full of the good-stuff brocanters. It was a mish-mash of.......nothin'. Not only that, but maybe these folks didn't get their second cuppa-java on this fine morning, because the Frenchies (and the few token Brits) were downright 'ronchon'
that's French for --- snarky.
Now had there been some good-goodies, I could have gotten past that part---mais, non. But here is where the drama begins---someone else was a teensy-tiny bit ronchon---ma petite fille....and guess who forgot to bring her beloved p-a-c-i-f-i-e-r...? Okay, I am not pointing fingers here--but let me just say his name starts with an Fr--has a -Guy at the end, with a ench in the middle.......you with me?
So the entire family packed back into Bernadette--in desperate search of the one, ONE, pharmacy-de-garde (which on a Sunday is the one pharmacy in the area that is open for 'emergencies') in hopes of buying one precious little pacifier that might save our day! We found one 7 minutes away--that closed in TEN minutes......
Does this little story have a happy-ending? Sort of. We purchased the pacifier, which because it was not her 'brand' was refused by Petite Fille, who by then had mellowed out a bit anyway, in search of the pharmacy we had ditched the bland, boring and fruitless vide-grenier.....and we had ended up here.....
.... in the seaside town of Cabourg....not a bad place to land, oui? The day was saved by a yummy lunch at 'Chez Monique' where French-Guy and I split a bottle of wine and ate 1 kilo each of 'moules-frites'... took a long walk around town with the much more cheery enfants---and drove home a few hours later at which time Petite Fille--reunited with the right brand of pacifier.....took a lovely-long nap.
The End....... almost. Here are some pictures for you to enjoy...
|The Grand Hotel|
Have a wonderful week mes amis!
Tuesday, July 5, 2011
Of course I had left my book at home and you can bet upon returning home I grabbed it to double check and thankfully (because I needed to know that I wasn't losing my mind) there it was---in black and white!
"Dimanche, 3 Juillet; Honfleur-Foire a tout, brocante,collections, 19 e annee, 80 exp, Parking NaturoSpace."
I was right, the book was wrong! We even called the info. number listed there and it rang, and rang, and rang.........
I suppose it could have been worse though. I could have come home with one of these guys....
I hope you all had a truly wonderful 4th of July! This ex-pat dearly missed the friends, family and fireworks!
A bientot! Have a 'bonne semaine!"