I’m not sure if the French have major sales before Christmas, but all the stores have end-of-season sales until Feb. 14. (Does it end of Valentine’s Day for a reason? Maybe love is associated more frequently with extravagant gift-giving here.) If you know me, you probably know that I love sales almost as much as I love, say, cheese. Therefore, I have decided that I must shop as much as possible before then to get the best prices for the long list of items I want to buy. It’s only sensible.
A word about stores in Aix: They are literally saturating the city. I’d guess there are at least 1,000 businesses in the old part of Aix alone, including dozens upon dozens of bakeries, cafés, bars, restaurants, and boutiques. In a city of 150,000 people, I don’t know how they all stay in business.
Yesterday, the weather was chilly and dull, and I had a dangerously convenient gap between two classes, so I went to look for boots. That wasn’t particularly difficult to find them, because there’s a shoe store on almost every tiny winding cobblestone block. But they all differ in price and quality. I ended up finding one pair of genuine French leather boots, light brown, 50 percent off. C’est l’amour.
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