So, I took a long walk past Cannes Harbour, to the church at the top of the hill.
So, making my walk back to the madness (work) and I took a different route down the teeny tiny little French pathways, and discovered a gorgeous antique shop. Would it be packed with bargains I could fill my suitcase with? Hmmmm.....this was Cannes so I guessed now. Undeterred though, I went into the shop for a nosy around...
I spotted the tea cups immediately and fell in love. I asked the shopowner the price of the teacup...
Can you guess?
100 euros. Apparently they're from the 1800's
I enquired what was the cheapest thing they had for sale.
It was a teacup. But at 40 euros.
As much as I loved the teacups, knowing I'd been at the Brussels flea market not so long ago and survived without a purchase, I walked away.
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