Every Friday, Guingamp hosts a big market in the town center. A lot of people come from the surrounding towns and villages to do some shopping. It is quite busy, noisy, smelly, colourful. every other week, a few people from the church go out on the market, trying to give a few tracts away, and trying to engage in conversation.
It is a daunting task. Stopping people in the street is not something I like doing. By nature, I would also be reluctant to stop people to ask for directions, or to ask for the time. But you are welcome to stop me, I’ll be happy to have a chat. But one of the important things is to be present regularly so that people get to see you.
It was good to be there, and it will get better as times goes and as I am getting used to it. This morning was quieter than usual, but still busy enough.