Morning coffee and a croissant at the market in La Grand Combe.
A seemingly timeless scene.
We love local markets when we are on holiday because the produce just seems brighter and more interesting than at home, and because of the gentle hubbub of local people catching up on the local gossip.
Star of the show here were the marvelous mushrooms, all locally collected.
La Grand Combe is a former mining town which gives it a bit of a sense of post industrial decline, but also a sense of reality, it is not a gentrified tourist hot spot. But its setting in the steep gorge of the Gardon with the Cevennes foothills behind means it has tourism potential, and certainly civic pride in the well maintained square under the London Plane trees so typical of this region.
A great spot to chill out for an hour or two and stock up on cheeses, mushroom pies, fougasse and other delicacies for a late lunch. Yum.
Fabulous photography. Leaves the rest of us wondering what we’re doing deskbound back here in Belgium. I looked up La Grand Combe on the map. You cover a lot of ground don’t you? Are you preparing for next year’s Tour de France?
I would like to pretend I rode all the way from Belgium – alas not this time.
Very typical French town market scenes , but nicer that local markets we have in the uk