Le Marché and Le Marais

Translation-The Market and The Marais

Day 6 was my last FULL day in Paris. I call it a full day because I spent it shopping (window) and eating. The actual final day was reserved preparing for the dreaded 8 hour nonstop flight back to the U.S.

Les fruits et Légumes Regarder Magnifique!!!
I headed to do some mild outdoor market shopping with a few of my new family members *smile* that morning. The market just so happened to be conveniently right down the street from the apartment we were staying in. While my original intent and purpose was to shop, I spent most of that time in complete awe from seeing the beautiful selection of fruits and vegetables there!!! I couldn’t believe wasn’t plastic!

We ended our market-ing after about 2 hours and proceeded to the Marais area of Paris. Two options were given- shop or tour the Pompidou Museum. I was ‘museum-ed’ out after the Louvre earlier that week, so I went with the shopping crew. A lady can never get too shopped out, lol.

Walking around, I saw sooo much I wanted to purchase, so I went into a store and made my intentions known to the employees there. What they told me was confusing and upsetting- they would only sell to me if I was a vendor. You say what now? I just didn’t understand what was going on, but later I found out that importers provide a huge bulk of tempting merchandise (that they advertise in their windows, not cool) specifically to other vendors, but not to customers like me. Most of the stores I wanted to shop in were set up this way.  I guess the bright side of this situation was that I ended up saving money in the long run…whatever.
I got a little hungry during my forced window shopping experience and was interested in seeing what was so special about ‘Euro Fried Chicken.’

Honestly, there was nothing special about it at all, but the drink ordered, Tropico, was DELICIOUS!!!

It was there that I got a view of the most attractive man I noticed in Paris. Nothing was said between us but I made sure I caught several glimpses of Monsieur Beau before I left 😉

Where Fashion and Freakiness Connect
Picture this: You are walking in The Marais district, cautiously because you really don’t know where you’re going, but you force yourself to display a confidence like you know everything about the area. You finally see several clothing and souvenir shops that you can enter and then, you see women dressed in black, intimate apparel. You think nothing of it, because hey, Paris is a fashionable city. You notice that these women make some verbal exchanges with men and then they disappear into a building. Still not putting two and two together, you keep’a walking until the synapses in the brain start functioning and the realization kicks in that one could shop AND get sex here. Interesting combo, lol.
Prostitution is legal in Paris and being that the Marais is a high volume area due to the variety of businesses, you see plenty solicitation, albeit respectful. No one propositioned me (is there something wrong with me?) or anyone in my family, but we did encounter a situation that could’ve gone seriously wrong.  A prostitute suddenly ran down the street we were walking on and pushed us out of the way to confront a man and woman in ahead of us. I didn’t know what the argument was about, but I was thinking ‘just pay the woman already.’

How Sweet it is to be Loved by you
and even sweeter to eat you!

We stopped at a crepe stand in the Marais and unlike last time, I got one that contained more than just sugar. I got the real deal- Nutella and banana. That sucker was good!

Working on it
Still working on it

Oh and guess who I saw again? That’s right, Monsieur Beau! I asked him if he would take a picture with me and he was kind enough to do so. This turned out for my good because my claimed photographic memory is actually short lived. Looking at him this picture makes me happy, hee hee.


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2 thoughts on “Le Marché and Le Marais

    1. Oh I am not in Paris now. This is for when I was there earlier this year. I am just now able to post my experience 😉

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