On the way to the market...a few things caught my eye.

Here are two motorcycles that are locked together through the tree-guard. A very common sight indeed...

Every street here have cars parked on both sides, literally bumper to bumper, and there's only JUST enough space for one car to drive down it, soooo, when a delivery truck needs to deliver groceries to a shop, it means ALL cars must stop and wait, or take alternative routes. The 7 cars that were behind that van in the upper-left-hand corner didn't take that alternative route!

This is most likely a true Parisian walking to the market. Her hair is PERFECTLY coiffed.

Here is a butcher that also sells THE most amazing rotisserie chickens I have ever (and I mean EVER) tasted (and smelled)! The man with the apron is tending to the maybe 25 chickens that are on the 5 spits in the wall (where all the saw dust on the ground is). The bottom of the wall-spit is a vat where the chicken grease drips to and he'll baste them occasionally. There is a tray at the bottom of the chickens and above the grease vat where they roast potatoes. Next to the wall-spit, there is a metal cart with lamps and he'll halve some of the chickens for those who only want a half of one. Now, this man, who tends to the spit, will take orders and write up a slip for the customer to go inside and pay, then providing the chickens are done, he'll put either a whole chicken or half a chicken into a paper bag, throw some of the gravy (from the grease drippings) into the bag with the chicken, and off the customer goes. I will get better photos, before I leave (and, have a few more roast chicken dinners)!