Which is to say, I decided that I would stay close to home and do laundry. Which didn't 100% go off without a hitch, but basically was fine. Someone else had an issue, though, and I ended spending awhile talking to the owner of the place -- he warned me about people's possessions being stolen in a considerable amount of detail.
After that, to Cafe Oberkampf, which is both close to my place and highly recommended in guidebooks. Rightly so. I ordered banana bread. Look at that: beautifully grilled, with butter and everything.
I then decided to go try a new bakery. There is one that I've walked past a few times that, without fail, has a line out the door. It's not as close, but seemed worth a go. Then I got there and you could hear people chanting through a loud speaker and I realized that I was not walking away from the protests. It was fine, but it did make me cut my walk a bit short. Got bread that was still warm from the oven, though.
The official flower of May Day is a bunch of Lily of the Valley. There are little bunches available lots of places and I was planning to grab one when I decided discretion was the better part of valor and I should turn around (I also opted not to take a photo as the shouting was definitely getting closer). The grocery closer to me had a sad, sad collection of flowers (which still smelled lovely, at least). But it is neat to see so many people carrying them around: they are in little conical vases, for the most part.
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