The Stalls at the Fair

Here is a not so great picture of the stalls at the fair at Roquevaire, just outside of Marseille, where friends and I took a day trip. It was "le fete des Anes" or the Donkey Festival. Yep. You read right. Donkey Festival. Any excuse for a party in France! I guess they didn't want the donkeys to feel left out or unappreciated. So for just 2 Euros your child can get a 5 minute ride on a very bored looking donkey. Then you can tour the stalls, see the artwork, jewelry, food, that the locals have to offer. There was also a vide grenier (empty attic) or what I'd call a flea market. Lots of junk, some interesting antiques (pink depression glass, mom!), jewelry and lots of junk. Among the sights: a male manequin torso and one leg, 2 military police WW2 helmuts, and a goat skin purse.
We enjoyed a picnic lunch on a hill over looking the town. And we stayed for the donkey course, where all the brightest and finest donkeys of Roquevair got to strut their stuff. It was an awesome display of donkey ability. By the way, is the plural of donkey, donkeys or donkies? I never thought I'd have to ask that question.