St. Lunaire

Saint Lunaire is another of those way too cute seaside villages. It has an 11th century church, of which you won't find a picture here, but take my word for it that it's really cool. It has two rockin' beaches as well. But all I have is a mediocre picture of the nearby field it was held in.



This brocante was small, and populated mostly by professional sellers. Prices were in keeping with the real estate, i.e. high.

The vintage linen lady's tea towel pile. Looking at this picture, I just realized that there are one or two peeking out from the pile that I didn't initially see but would have loved to have! Drat.



The vintage jewelry lady's stand.




The chair guy's stand.

Saint Malo, again

Our first stop on Saturday morning was at a food bank that was having a rummage sale. Doesn't it look like a junkyard from the outside? Well, it looked just as much like a junkyard once inside, too! There was almost no clothing - extremely rare for a rummage sale - but lots and lots of knicknacks. They had books for cheap, but very little worth buying. I didn't spend much time looking at the other odds and ends as it was all depressingly ugly. My husband picked up a pretty, and very inexpensive, painting of an Italian street scene. That was about all we got out of that one.




Our next stop was in a different section of Saint Malo. It was a surprisingly well-populated street sale. We had fun and the weather was gorgeous, although the kids were whiny. Our first stop was the bakery, to get some sustenance. Yum!




Since this was a Saturday the shops were all open and the atmosphere was festive.




The sausage guy looks kind of bored, though.