It should come as no surprise that the open-air markets are one of my favorite things in Aix and France. Though I never got up the Julia Child courage to buy a full fish at the market, I did buy a slew of other things on a daily basis from people who became fixtures in my memory of the city.
If I’ve learned nothing else from living in different places, it’s that the people make all the difference. And the welcoming, jovial (yet sometimes incomprehensible) residents of the south of France solidified that Aix was not only a home-for-now – it’s a home forever.
I’m excited to share more about les aixois(e) and what I saw every day as a regular contributor on My French Life, an Australia-based online magazine for Francophiles and les français alike. Here’s my first post on the Aix markets and their vendors. Allez ! ♦