Les Puces de Saint-Ouen at Porte de Clignancourt
WE WENT TO THE WORLD'S LARGEST FLEA MARKET TODAY. AKA, THE GHETTO.
IF YOU DECIDE TO GO THERE WHEN IN PARIS YOU SHOULD:
1. GO THERE ON THE WEEKEND,
'cause that's when all the stalls are open. And get there early 'cause some of them close earlier.
2. LESS IS MORE,
do not wear or bring too much stuff. Easier for you to keep track, harder for people to steal. A tiny handbag should suffice.
3. BRING CASH,
if the only ATM in the area is fucked, you're fucked. Take out money before you even take the sub there.
4. JUST BECAUSE IT'S A FLEA MARKET,
don't think it's cheap. Seal the deal, only if you think you won't get it for less elsewhere.
5. DON'T GO ALONE,
a partner or two can; remind you that you already have something very similar in your closet, help you speed up negotiation by acting like a nagging, impatient friend, look after your back(pack) when you are looking after hers/his and so on and so forth.
Get more advice and info here.
BUT definitely get your ass there, even if you're not thinking of buying anything.
Don't despair when you get off the station and you get attacked by street sellers and the first market (and second) you meet is the standard tents with blinged out belt-buckles and bongs. Pass the first market area, pass the bridge, get through the jungle of fake jordans and wooden elephants, and into the heart of it all. I swear that you will get a pleasant suprise and enjoy the change of scenery(s). Literally.
OH YEA. AND I WENT WITH THESE TWO.
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