(Exploring the markets of London)
"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.
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:
Big-ass seafood paella.
Fudge. Delicious, delicious fudge.
Petticoat Lane Market:
I came to Europe for the Houston Cougar sweatshirts. Bugger off, McNabb.
UpMarket:
Asian food inside the Sunday UpMarket. mmmmmm.
Here's the Red Dragon's Tail I ate (prawn, rice, seaweed, spiciness).
Inside the UpMarket tent carom tables were set up. A game that involves caroming.
Chowing at the UpMarket. Look they even have Hippie Bites!
Brick Lane:
Executions and oriental cuisine?!!? This market truly is the greatest.
Om nom nom.
More graffiti around Brick Lane.
The second most famous beigel place on Brick Lane (and my favorite).
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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