Now this doesn’t look too fancy for a market day in France, and at first we could spot no food for sale which was the main reason for our excursion.  The shadow cast by the Pyrenees did not make the day look too bright and cheerful. We did however enjoy a stroll around the small town of just under 3500, many of its occupants are supposedly English. 

I couldn’t believe that Mick walked straight past the butcher’s without even a look. 

We soon found one of the many English people – a woman who had a book stall and we had a chat with her. She apparently had a terrible experience with some people from TrustedHouseSitters from Brisbane earlier in the year. She gave us her card and told us to contact her if we ever wanted to come back, also if we had any questions about the area. We may need to take her up on the question asking because the car we have been given to use while we are here is making some terrible noises and we are unsure if it is going to last the distance. 

This was a cute village with typically narrow streets and two market squares. We did find the food and bought some fresh vegetables and salami but finished the rest of our shopping off at a major supermarket (Carrefour) which was in the same town. 

I bought one of these from the market

We thought it was a beetroot and when I got home and flaked off the burnt skin, it was a wonderful surprise. It was smoked beetroot!

Mick bought himself a box of oysters.

A 2kg box of oysters for €11,90. He has estimated between 40-50 in the box. He tried one and was delighted. 

Oh we do love shopping for food and wine in France. By the way – we bought a few bottles of local French wine as well. 🍷🍷🍷🍷