Where our world begins. 
Markets. Antiques. Brocante. 

The words antique buying trip for many conjure up images of exotic days spent wandering around flea markets, armoire and chandelier shopping … rewarded with a French pinot and fromage at days end.

Whilst the reality is a little less glamorous sourcing is the definitely best part of the job, especially in France where ‘dealing’ really is a way of life.  Buying trips are a heady mix - equal parts excitement and exhaustion. 😊

The mecca for antique dealers is France and there is no bigger antique market than the Marché aux Puces de Saint-Ouen, better known as Les Puce or Clignancourt. This labyrinth of alley ways maybe your idea of heaven or hell depending on your love of markets and vintage shopping. With 15 separate markets and more than 100,000 visitors on weekends it pays to do your homework before you arrive. But be warned, prices are eye-watering ... & then add taxes & shipping to the other side of the world.
FYI - never stand between a dealer and there lunch table :)

One thing that never changes when buying at markets are the early starts (not ideal when travelling with our daughter which we often did).  In the days of dial-up internet and no iPhone's to entertain her - the world we were in was the only distraction. Perhaps not such a bad thing on reflection…
PS. But antique shopping can be very tiring for four year olds.

 Early starts on winter trips were perhaps the most challenging but Paris under snow made up for that, always an extraordinary experience. Over time we tended to plan our buying trips around the European summer. Not such a hard decision🙂    

 Heading to the South of France during summer is the dream part of the job. Despite the hustle and bustle, romance lingers on the platforms of European train stations. For us, the TGV between usually from (Gare de Lyon), Paris and Avignon was always something to look forward to. Three and a half blissful hours spent looking out the window and watching the colours change as we glided into the Provencal light. It's an easy trip with kids and cancels out all those navigational arguments between adults! We usually spent the time reviewing what we had bought, justifying the purchases (!) and regrouping before the next market or deballage.  

Though we still have to be up early to get to the markets, in the South, the days are longer, and the brocanting days feel shorter & sweeter. Summery afternoons can be spent wandering and discovering smaller brocantes in local villages or bookmarking somewhere for dinner. Our family love affair with goat's cheese and people-watching began in the small town of Arles and has continued to this day. The antique trade comes alive in the warmer months - fairs and car-boot sales pop-up in villages all over France  - you might actually find a bargain here! Pack a picnic lunch and see where the back roads takes you...

 On all buying trips you need time... an incredibly good set of eyes focused on finding the gems amongst acres of junk and often poorly made pieces.  It’s all part of the journey, and we do love the challenge of bringing home the booty - even if it is a little exhausting! 

Buying trips are a unique kind of travel.Our schedule is pretty packed schedule, but it's still the best part of our business.  We always imagine we are going to be more French in our approach, a little lunch with a glass of something, regardless of time or place ~ maybe next time...

There is no rule book when it comes to buying antiques or being a dealer, but French dealers are a constant inspiration for that work-life balance!