honfleur

Honfleur

As stated before, whilst in Paris we met some tops Frenchies. Fethia, a tv production assistant from Paris and Yann, a sound engineer from Nancy were our faves amongst the people we met. We had a whole weekend we wanted to spend away from Paris and they suggested we head up to Honfleur, a port town north-west of Paris taken over by artists, their galleries and tourists from England. It actually was lovely. Went to beach but didn’t swim in it (see picture), ate some crepes (average) and wondered the streets (excellent). We also met the owner of an early 20^th Century carousel, in operation, it the middle of the town. He was Polish. How the hell does a Polish wog come to France in the mid 90s, end up in Honfleur and becomes a carousel owner? Did he bring the carousel with him? Did he find it in the French yellow pages? Did he get a good deal?

“What do you do, sir?”

“Oh, I am the local carousel owner. I bring joy to the youngsters.”

His wife sits in the booth and sells the tickets. It is in operation all year round.

Yann

Fethia

old Citroen

the carousel

the beach - the industrial cranes in the backdrop
did not entice us to take a dip