Market Day

Last week I wrote about our Saturday stroll and lunch at a seaside town.  Today is Sunday as I write this in advance of the post for coming weekend as you are reading it.  I know I've talked about the market and the rotisserie chicken but nothing better than seeing it in pictures!

Now I did take quite a few photos - the place is huge and there a lots of people with shopping carts (yes, shopping carts/trolleys/granny bags) and it's hard to get a photo without a head popping up!  Not that the photos are "photo-bombed" but sometimes, I wonder!  I had plenty to delete from all that I took.

So whatever you think you need, you can find it here, even if you didn't think you needed it.  Example?  How about a Flamenco dress?  Castanets?  Nail polish?  Household goods, pots and pans, fabrics by the bolt, clothing, shoes, belts, handbags and, of course, fresh produce are side by side with vendors pitching their prices and beckoning buyers to their stands.  Absolutely love it!

After making our way through every lane and turn, the last stop is the 'chicken man'....and as the French ladies might say "oh la la"!  For 8 Euros (about $8.80) the most delicious chicken, with a little gravy (aka "caldito"), makes it way to your home for an outstanding meal with leftovers.  And so we stood in line, about 5 deep, and waited for our turn - meanwhile holding on to a shopping bag that had to weigh in excess of 6 pounds with fresh off the vine tomatoes, freshly picked plums and the juiciest sweetest smelling peaches.  Our turn and we walk away smiling like we just snagged ourselves the best deal ever!  Can't get home fast enough because the aroma in the car is going to be torture!

Take a short visit with me as we go through the market....