By Nancy Todd Comments by: Negu, The Blogdog
Your Scoopettes love a good flea market for spending money in Spain. We get up early, hit the bargains when the air is cool, have a delicious Spanish coffee and carouse. The Blogdog doesn’t want to go.
A vendor is yelling, “Cell phones, 15 euros” (we know those came from a pocket on the metro). Rolls of fabric, hammers, handkerchiefs, Houdini dolls. Sparkly scarves, saws, and a stuffed fox. Bins of underpants, back scratchers, and barrels. Mardi Gras beads, toys and trucks. My eyes blur with all the stuff, like a landscape through a train window.
A personal favorite is a stylin’ 1920s yellow and white striped celluloid cigarette holder. I don’t smoke but it would accessorize the mother-of-pearl opera glasses I can’t live without. I would like to start a collection of aqua, green and blue heavy glass seltzer bottles, but I am not into collecting stuff.
There is definitely a run on Catholic memorabilia at the markets – a sociological indicator (based on Scoopometer statistics) if you ask me. Holy medals guaranteed to bring good luck, a floral edged china plate with a mournful Jesus, rosaries (could make good earrings with those), and a bunch of crucifixes. Used crucifix anyone? One vendor had a bunch of wooden holy figures, all depressed, including Jesus with a thumb in his mouth. Maybe the Catholic church is unloading as a fund raiser. I think they should sell Michelangelo’s Pieta and call it even–open up all those schools they closed and pay off the abuse victims.
The best flea market in Barcelona is Encantes. It used to be in a run-down lot that was, well, creepy. Not anymore. They have built a beautiful new site for Encants right near the Glories metro stop. Go to the Glories stop and ask. Easy to find.
Opening Times: Monday, Wednesday, Friday and Saturday, 9:00 am to 20:00 pm. Public Auction: from 8:00 am to 9:30 pm, Monday, Wednesday and Friday. Bar with great coffee on the south-side. Get there earlier than the published starting times. Bargains sell fast. Watch your wallet (theft).
Negu, The Blogdog comments: “Flea markets? No, no, no. You must be joking. Why would any self-respecting dog, especially moi, want to go to a flea market?”