We hadn't been to the flea market in ages, so we forayed into town today. As we usually do, we started on the Sablon, the snobbish side of the market district. Where the dealers in tents on the square admittedly have some nice stuff but with rather exorbitant prices to match. The sculpture above had a certain je-ne-sais-quoi, seen on the stall with the "buy Congo" notice below.
Moving downhill to the rue Blaes and the flea market proper, we did our best not to be taken for tourists (plenty of foreign languages heard there).
Next we had a toasted sandwich in a side street before exploring the various little shops and emporia on our way back to the car.
Strange proportions above. Antique air guitar below:
The missus wants some camel cushion covers so we looked into a carpet shop. Where I wonder what they feed the tigers where this rug was made!
A nice woman from Ukraine had wonderful hand-knotted rugs, and this poignant object in the window:
More marvels seen:
Back at the Sablon we like this particular store. And the sign outside!
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