THURSDAY MARKET AT BASTILLE
At Place de la Bastille the long line of tented shops selling mostly food and clothes was packed with shoppers with their rolling shopping carts shopping for fresh produce as well as curious tourists like us. We decided to get our lunch there so I bought rabbit stew in a little container and asked for a fork. No fork, the rabbit pate I had bought was to be spread on a baguette. So when we left the market we stopped at a boulangerie, a bakery, with a free table outside. I ate my rabbit pate with a baguette and washed it down with African baobab juice from the market. And then we wandered some more. It turns out that we didn’t come to Paris to see the Eiffel Tower or even the Louvre, but to ride on the bus and then walk and walk and walk, four or five miles a day, seeing and photographing the streets of Paris. We are leaving the museums for a rainy day.
BILLYBABA’S WANDERING 