"Wakey, wakey. Have a look. Have a look. All this for only 10 pounds," the vendors would shout at the crowds shuffling through the marketplace. Don't make eye contact. Or you're coming home with a pair of wool socks or a miniature double decker bus.
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Cheap, gross clothes available at the London markets.
London is well-known for its open-air markets, and I finally decided to explore the bigger ones last weekend. On Saturday I hit up Portabello Road, a massive street with all types of goods. Most of them useless. And also fudge.
The best parts of these markets is most definitely the cheap, exotic and always-delicious food. Sure, the festive atmosphere that came out in Petticoat Lane Market after the rain stopped was exciting. Someone even called another guy, "Mr. Bollocks Chops."*
But the food at the Sunday UpMarket was almost too delicious. There were eats from Portugal, Japan, Brazil, China - pretty much every Asian or Portuguese country. I bought a Dragon Tail for a pound 50, while checking out all the hipster designer t-shirts. Finally, from there I headed to Brick Lane. It was closing up when I got there, but I still had time to grab a cream cheese beigel from the best beigel place in the entire world. And picked up a pair of five pound shoes called Plimsolls. Suck on that Starbury.
Photo montage. With no discretion at all. I just threw in everything, which includes like two good photos. Hooray.
Portobello Road:
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Big-ass seafood paella.
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Fudge. Delicious, delicious fudge.
Petticoat Lane Market:
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I came to Europe for the Houston Cougar sweatshirts. Bugger off, McNabb.
UpMarket:
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Asian food inside the Sunday UpMarket. mmmmmm.
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Here's the Red Dragon's Tail I ate (prawn, rice, seaweed, spiciness).
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Inside the UpMarket tent carom tables were set up. A game that involves caroming.
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Chowing at the UpMarket. Look they even have Hippie Bites!
Brick Lane:
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Executions and oriental cuisine?!!? This market truly is the greatest.
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Om nom nom.
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More graffiti around Brick Lane.
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The second most famous beigel place on Brick Lane (and my favorite).
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Creepy dolls are available for cheap at Brick Lane.
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Foot notes
*Someone screamed this name out, and everyone within earshot stopped. A guy not named Mr. Bollocks Chops turned around and asked "Are you talking to me?"
"No, him."
"Oh ok. Sorry"
okkkkkkkkkkayyyy.
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