In a narrow street of Provins (a short train ride from Gare de L'Est) we found this cyclist, moving so slowly that it was a marvel he kept his bicycle upright. It was mid-morning and perhaps he had delivered the contents of those empty boxes to a market, mushrooms or berries? He was chatting with a gentlemen who was walking in the same direction, someone he knew. With a population of about 12,000, the locals all know each other.
Although it rained when we were there,
it did not dampen our enjoyment of this Medieval town.