When the sun finally comes out, this is a different place...

This morning we woke up to blue sky, sunshine, no wind, no rain, and the promise of heat - the southwest of France, at long last.

The change was almost too much to process. After all, I spent significant time yesterday stoking the Jotul stove in the living room, just to take the chill off. Suddenly this morning we put on hats and sunscreen to go to the big Saturday market in Revel (about 10 km down the road.)

I am the first to admit I take too many market pictures (and post most of them on the blog.) But there I was with the camera, letting Cathy do the heavy lifting (lettuce, tomatoes, peppers) while I played official photographer.

Others bought bread, fruit, wine, dessert (a chocolate/white chocolate/ladyfingers/liqueur somethingoranother...yum) paella and bouillabaise, and we hauled it all back to Durfort where we ate lunch on the sunny terrace sheltered between two houses, overlooking the river and the waterfall.

The market in Revel is a once-a-week event, and it takes up the entire place surrounded by the arcades. Yesterday we could park right next to the stores, and had our coffee at a table close to the cafe door.

Today we parked blocks away, and felt lucky to get the last table squeezed in between the vendors and the arcaded walk when it was time for coffee.




What would you like to buy at the market? Bread? Olives? Bunnies? Birds? This market has all of that, and more.








And for something absolutely unique, try this (actually, we didn't.) Translation of the sign is "stuffed pig's nose."