We got up and dashed off to our favourite of the local markets this morning in Montrejeau. When we arrived we were surprised at how many cars there were given that it was a rather rainy morning. We were pleased to see that the municipality finally smartened up and blocked off the two market streets. We were just finishing a cafe au lait and wondering why there were so many people standing around when I heard a sort of cracking noise. I looked up, and lo, there were men on horseback with trumpets and whips. Next up? The antique tractors, with little kids riding with their granddads. After them the cows in yokes, pulling a variety of farm implements, then the lovely black horse, then the sheep (!), then an antique Citroen truck with women in the back dispensing wine. Yes, it is true, in French parades they don't throw candy to the kids, they give wine to the grown-ups. Then some more sheep, then some American military vehicles (weird), then some majorettes and a train full of singing seniors.
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| Antique tractor |
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| The local Pyrenees sheep and their shepherds |
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| Yes, it is that much fun! |
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| Antique tractors and little kids = winning combination. |
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| The wine truck. |
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| The wine truck again. |
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| The spinners! And our neighbour George. |
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| Discussing the parade with the neighbours. |
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