We weren't in a hurry to go out since we didn't really need to make any significant purchases from the market. We relaxed with coffee for me and iced tea for David and caught up on the news on TV. We finally ventured out around 10:00 a.m.
We went to our favorite patisserie cart and bought a baguette, an apple pastry, two little sugar-covered beignets and two cheese pizzas. Everything looked sooooo good! The owner tried very hard to teach me to say "petit" correctly in French. I think I finally said it to her satisfaction!
David wanted another macaroon so we went to that baker's table and bought two of those and, just to be different, a small loaf of dark wheat bread. It just appealed to us for a change. I wanted to roast the teeny-tiny potatoes again so we bought a small bagful of those too. That was it for the food market.
We came home and put away our groceries and headed back out to check out the clothing market set up outside the small market. I bought a very cute gray cardigan with pockets on the front. It's a flat knit sweater and will be good for layering as it gets colder.
Saturday afternoon we just stayed in and relaxed. David did dart out long enough to the newsstand called Press for the weekend edition of the New York Times. It was cocktail night, so around 6:30 David mixed our usual gin and tonics. They were delicious, as usual. For dinner we ate the cheese pizzas we purchased at the market.
After dinner we were lounging around and all of a sudden we heard some loud clapping. It was intermittent but we kept hearing clapping and more clapping. We all know I'm nosey so I stepped outside to see what was going on and there were runners running through the streets and plaza. It was dark so they were wearing lights on their foreheads. They all had participant numbers pinned to their chests but I was unable to read what the race was about. It seemed to be a charity run but we don't know for what charity.
We wrapped up the evening reading the New York Times.
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