Brocante

The usually very very quiet little village was swamped today for its yearly brocante flea market. As of 5 AM, cars drove up and down, unloaded hundreds of cardboard boxes full of junk and waited for the buyers to come.   The sun was overly present and so it was fun to stroll along although I still can't understand who on earth would buy these dusty books, grandmother's plates, third hand stained toys and other worthless stuff even almost for free. 

Unfortunately not many visitors want to use the grasslands offered as parking at the edge of the village but park all along the tiny little access roads, making it almost impossible to get in an out anymore.  One of the neighbors who needed an ambulance service (fortunately not the most critical emergency, nevertheless), experienced this first hand and the police that came and watch didn't seem very motivated to resolve this issue. Bleh.