When I was in Seville, I broke into a church and a palace.

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“Flamenco is the means through which man reaches God without the intervention of saints or angels.”
-Luis Antonio de Vega

Flamenco is one of the most dramatic forms of expression I’ve ever seen.  While I was in Seville, I saw two flamenco shows, and they couldn’t have been more different…

I saw them both in one night.

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In 1902, a letter was delivered to Monsieur le Baron de Thénard, at Place Saint-Sulpice in Paris.  It was from a mechanic, demanding payment for the work he had done on the baron’s yacht.

In 2012, the letter was found in a wall.

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On a Sunday in Madrid, there’s only one place to be. 

El Rastro Flea market.

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Every flea market has a personality. You’d think they would all start to look the same to me, but, in fact, many of the objects for sale are so clearly identifiable with their location.

Seville was no exception.

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For me, there is no better way to spend a London Saturday than Portobello Road market.

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All year round, on the last Sunday of each month, the Mercatone dell’Antiquariato is held along the Navigli Canal in Milan.

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If there’s a flea market in a city, I’m there.  On Saturdays in Budapest, the Petőfi Csarnok in City Park fills up with vendors selling everything from bric a brac to shampoo, with some antiques thrown into the mix.  It’s a colorful mix of merchandise…and characters.

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I’ve been to a lot of flea markets, and they’re all pretty similar: tables under tents lined up in straight rows, or stalls bordering narrow lanes.  The flea market in Barcelona is nothing like that…this flea market is crazy.

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For the next two weeks, I will be publishing my stories of a different flea market every other day.  Some are markets that have been on the blog before, and some are new, like this one in Reykjavik.

I’ve been to some funky flea markets, and this one is no exception.

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