Brocante appears in the www.wordreference.com French-English dictionary translated as “bric-a-brac,” “second-hand,” and “junk.” After visiting the Montigny-sur-Loing Brocante Nocturne (“nocturne” because it went from noon to midnight), I lean toward the third of those definitions.
Brocante seems to be a big deal here. Every town holds a Brocante day and the people who sell stuff at them seem to go from place to place, following the schedule. Honestly, I don’t know how anyone makes any money at this, and I don’t know why anyone would spend every Saturday setting up their stand and sitting, hoping for customers or why anyone would spend time looking at this huge collection of…er…junk. But there are people who love searching the Brocantes, hoping, I guess, to find that remarkable bargain. Good luck with that, is my opinion.
Anyway, here are some pictures from Montigny’s day (and night) in the Brocante spotlight.
The Brocant Nocturne was in the Montigny railroad station parking lot.
Good stuff…
Lots of good stuff.
More good stuff.
Tempting…but, no.
(Almost) irresistable good stuff
Really, really good stuff.
More really good stuff
Even more good stuff
Fishing gear – take note, Marv.
Food court – poulet frites, steak frites, andouillette frites (andouillette is chitlin sausage)
Crepes – these looked good!
I loved this truck – a Citroën cattle hauler – but it wasn’t for sale and I don’t think Laurie would have let me buy it anyway.
Flea market heaven for those so inclined…a little tooooo much for my sanity. Now if it was hand crafted items, that would be another story.