Hello, Georgetown! Hello, people of France!
Georgetown's annual French Market had perfect timing today, hitting the re-emergence of spring weather on the nose. So French, yes?
The promised mimes and accordion players were all over the place.
Nearly every block had music, topping the crowds and the traffic.
And there was one balloon man.
Did the French invent lobster rolls? No idea. If so, thank you, French.
On top of the music, every block had some kind of food.
At the top of the festival, Book Hill Park was looking pretty.
At the top of the park, so was the festival.
