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Julien and I were strolling along the road and heard music, similar to what you would hear in the States to announce the arrival of an ice-cream truck. Just up ahead of us on the sidewalk, a woman flagged the truck down.
Up pulled, not an ice-cream truck, but a vegetable vendor! Not kiddies, but adults swarmed the truck to buy their fresh veggies and herbs.
In Sancerre, one of the village bakers drove through the narrow winding streets in a little pickup, bed full of baskets brimming with baguettes, loaves, and rolls. Are there any unusual mobile vendors where you live?
Up pulled, not an ice-cream truck, but a vegetable vendor! Not kiddies, but adults swarmed the truck to buy their fresh veggies and herbs.
In Sancerre, one of the village bakers drove through the narrow winding streets in a little pickup, bed full of baskets brimming with baguettes, loaves, and rolls. Are there any unusual mobile vendors where you live?