lundi 8 novembre 2010

"Get yourself a George Foreman grill, they're all the rage in America!"

Today I am visiting the Saturday market. It spans the central square, down a side street, and ends at the chateau. All of the Péronne, and it seems, everyone within a 50km radius turns out for the market. Like them, and for lack of other excitement, it has become the highlight of my week.

Just a few of the things you can find at the Saturday market:
- Clothing
- Furniture
- Mattresses
- Whole roast chickens
- Enough garlic to ward off the Twilight series
- Raw meat
- Fish (or just the head)
- A safety demonstration by your local fire department
- Infomercial demonstrations of cooking equipment

Needless to say, it's quite the spectacle.

However, it's a little disappointing compared to the Grande Foire de Péronne that they had last weekend. There were carnival games, Worlds-of-Fun-type rides (e.g. a giant pendulum that swung people 50 feet in the air over the heads of gawking spectators), and these amazing-smelling snack stands that sold crêpes and beignets and such. I thought they had this sort of Grande Foire every weekend. I've been let down.

But, as I said, this is my entertainment for the weekend, so I'm making the most of it.

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