Something you're sure to see in Paris when the weather starts turning warm in March/April are the cherry blossoms and "Antiquites-Brocante" banners hanging over the streets announcing a weekend flea/antiques market. They stuff flyers in the window screens of the parked cars with the dates, locations and closest metro stop of all the brocantes in March, April & May. This is in addition to the flea markets at Porte de Clingacourt and Porte de Vanves. Today's flea market was up by Sacre Coeur just off the #3 Anvers metro stop and it was big and beautiful. Tomorrow is the Paris marathon and there are 40,000 runners and 220,000 spectators in town. I felt like all of them were on the same metro train as I was. I now know how a sardine feels.
I wasn't too far into it when I spotted these 2 french globes. It was already afternoon when I arrived as I had gone to a weekend flea near St. Pauls cathedral first and it had been somewhat of a disappointment as there were not very many vendors. So, I made an impulse purchase of the larger globe first only to have buyers remorse when I saw a very unusual one a little farther into the market. I should know better. I should have scouted the entire market first and then gone back to this vendor. Hauling it around the rest of the day let that lesson sink in a little more.
I would have bought this fan if I knew I could fit it in my suitcase.
And this too. I'm not sure what it even is.
I loved this ornate scale too.
I did manage to talk myself out of the deer head though.
There was lots of variety in booths and I was there for several hours wandering and gazing.
These old metal lockers would have looked great in my house. I need a bigger suitcase.
I did spot these old french classroom maps at the beginning and employed the "wait for it" lecture that I'd given myself after buying the globe. I walked through the entire market, sat down at a cafe and had lunch then went back and talked to the vendor.
I ended up buying two. One of Asia/Europe and one World map. Getting them back to the apartment on the crowded metro took a bit of finesse. When Mike saw them he said that my shopping eyes were bigger than my suitcase stomach so now I have to find a box or duffle bag that I can put them in so I can bring them back as a piece of checked luggage. They will look amazing in Ski's room if I can get them home in one piece.