Monday, January 19, 2009

To Market, to market to buy a fat pig. Home again, home again, jiggity jig.











Saturday at the Street Market-
The market lines the center of the street. The vendors will set up a pop-up tent with all of their goods on the tables and then the white vans hold their extra stiff. this is the clothing and household section- the food section goes off like a T. This market is fairly big. I got some beautiful leather Italian shoes (its a miracle they have my size 10.5) for 20e.
See little Charlotte tucked away in her baby carrier under Rachael's coat? Nobody even knew she was there! Living in Europe is like these 2 bikes- One is old, charming, and slow, most likely early 1920-1930, the other new modern and fast Styling.

2 comments:

Anthony and Christel said...

Wow!! Are those some kind of water snake or something?? Eew, that gave me the creeps seeing those things! Is Uncle Rod there yet?

Anonymous said...

I miss the markets from my time in England. I loved that you could get anything you needed at a fairly reasonable price.