In the title of this posting, I am quoting my wife Jan late this morning as we escaped the parking lot of the Shopi supermarket (okay, it’s been renamed Contact, but that is just silly). We were in the neighbouring village of Cénac, about 10 kilometres from Daglan. There we had visited the pharmacy (to buy face masks) and the supermarket (to buy food and other essentials), and were glad we weren’t stuck in the village forever.
(By the way, I believe that “heaving” is more commonly used in the U.K. than in North America, to mean “packed with people.”)
Tuesday morning in Cénac in late July is to be avoided, unless you truly enjoy outdoor markets and crowds, and traffic that barely moves. This is the day of the weekly market, and the hoards of people (plus their vehicles) told us that despite the Covid-19 pandemic, tourism is back with a vengeance.
To kick off this visual tour, here’s the view through my windshield as we crawled south through Cénac, often having to stop dead for long periods:
Tuesday’s Cénac market is a particularly good one — with stalls selling not only meat, fish, cheeses, sausages, vegetables and wine, but also clothing and ready-cooked meals, utensils, spices, and more. Here’s a look at the entrance to the northern end of the market:
And here’s a look at the southern (or main) entrance to the market, with shoppers strolling along:
On the plus side, Jan and I managed to buy virtually everything on our shopping list, and came away feeling glad that tourist levels are up to near-normal — which is essential for the survival of local businesses.