This morning, my friend and I braved the rain to make the trek to Les Puces, the Paris flea market. It was well worth it- the rain mostly stopped once we arrived and we had the market very nearly to ourselves. The place is huge, with several different markets boasting a huge array of wild treasures. We didn’t take anything home, but looking through the baskets of old black and white photographs made me wish I’d brought a few extra euros.