The Trail's Our Thing

In my khaki capris and practical walking sandals, I’m definitely not a jet-setter. Despite this, St. Tropez really appealed to me! On Saturday we were lucky to be there for the big weekly market at the Places des Lices with its rows of shady plane trees. The stalls were arranged in aisles in a grid pattern. On this hot summer morning, the market was absolutely teeming with people, and we were glad a helpful man in a jewelry shop had suggested we carry our backpacks in the front.

Many stalls sold the usual produce and other food items, and the red fruit was especially vibrant at this time of year-- cherries, peaches, plums, nectarines. Yum! But there were also lots and lots of stands selling clothes, beachware, and other accessories. As always, I adored the colors of the market of Provence.

See for yourself!