Vilte S. Holstad is a publicist and freelance writer living…
I have been hearing a lot about the open markets in Paris but haven’t had the chance to go until this past weekend. A friend of mine said it was essential for us to bring a bag on wheels, since after getting all the veggies and fruits it is simply impossible to get home on the metro with such weight! Thankfully she had one (something I just added to my “must have list”) and we headed to stock up for the week. I was like a child in a candy store! This market was huge! I bought olives, oranges, peaches, cheese.. It wasn’t just food- I even found a pair of pants for 6 euros that I just had to have. Rows and rows of jewelry were tempting me as we tried to make it through a crowd of Parisians doing their weekly shopping. “Viennent ici princesse, un seul euro!” Every sales man was trying to incite me to buy THEIR avocados by calling me a princess. Not my first time at a market, mister! I moved quickly and tried to spot the best produce. I even managed to bargain for the last minute sale of grapefruits, even with my minimal French!
It was only a coincidence that this day was the day I had to move to my new place. For a minute I forgot that this said apartment is on the 7th floor with no elevator. Never mind that I also have a luggage of about 70 lbs to carry up there. Now I also had a huge bag of various vegetables and fruits! I was excited nonetheless. Except when I actually carried everything up there, I realized that my mini fridge only fit about 25 percent of my purchases. Note to self- shop minimally. You are not in LA anymore.
Vilte S. Holstad is a publicist and freelance writer living in Venice Beach, California.