Yesterday was a tiring day. I had to have my stall up on a stage area, set up in an unusual way and I was told off by one of the organiser's people after she man-handled my things and wondered why I yelled at her for almost destroying my new table cloths.
But the day was great otherwise. Once the organiser advised her helper to not do that to people's belongings - to tell, not show - so that we don't get stressed out for the day.
Well, we had a crepe man there who was learning French - and he was surprised to find out that I could speak a little bit of the language; so was Cathrin, our organiser.
I didn't make much money, but then that's what happens when you're a new market in a new area. But the locals loved it and hope we come back!
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