The saga continues

On Sunday, we headed off to the 10:30 mass at the Cathédrale Saint-Pierre (1536). It's a huge gothic style cathedral and looks a bit like a fortress from one angle; however, we had heard that it had a wonderful organ and good choir. So true about the former. The choir was okay, but it was the cantor that was a standout. Looked a bit like Les in photos we have of him when he was about 25....long dark hair, big beard and big glasses.

After church, we were hungry ( a constant state it seems) so headed to the Sunday brocante at the Place Royale du Peyrou, just across from our own little Arc de Triomphe. 

as I had seen some food stands there the previous week. We enjoyed wine, mussels, paella and a hotdog and also managed to stroll around the numerous stalls selling silver, china, fabrics, linen, old picture postcards, etc. On the way home, we stopped in the market nearby and bought some veggies, plus a roasted chicken and potatoes. That with a salad was our dinner. We checked the tire place, but of course, that was closed. We decided it would be an early night as Paul and Manon were off to Barcelona in the morning, so we watched a DVD, that is a great laugh: Saint Jacques....La Mecque. Very funny.