What vacation in a foreign country could be complete without a shopping expedition? Sarah and I left early this morning for the city of L’Isle-sur-la-Sorgue (notice how the city is like a big blob in the middle of the river via the map). It’s famous for its city-wide market on Sunday mornings. Supposedly the name of the game is “Brocante” (flea market!), but we saw everything from groceries to handicrafts to pottery and cheapo import crap. We picked up many lovely items — mostly not even for us — *sans* cheapo import crap. We hope the presents survive the airline transport back to Germany and then shipping to the U.S. from there. They are somewhat fragile (no, not a fancy Italian lamp).
And then Nala was there waiting for us in the driveway when we got back.
