A simple family adventure, a great way to spend a Saturday. Walking an outdoor market with the smell of mini doughnuts and food truck fare. The sun beating down at you and vendors luring you into their booth with samples or shiny goods. Crowds of people selecting produce as buskers serenade your purchases.
This is a must activity to partake in, hubby and I love walking the market. We both have creative minds and like to see what treasures people bring to share with the public. We load up the double stroller, snacks, water, sunscreen, hats, camera, change of clothes, diaper bag and a market basket on a small pack mule and off we go.
Animals not allowed, ugh fine. We somehow smash it all in the stroller and break into the mass of people like a barge entering a canal.
Beyond people watching there is much to see and experience, you have to try the samples and revel in the homemade goodness. Everything from meats to baked goods, sauces, wine, spices, fruit and more . Then there is the food trucks, it is a full days adventure, arrive hungry.
Eyes darting everywhere we see a booth we know sells out fast and direct our travelling caravan in its direction. We pick out our items with great joy and anticipation and then try to figure out where on our over stuffed rolling monstrosity it will go. Success our first market purchase!
We travel along surveying the vendors items and budget our remaining purchases. There is no rush at the market, it is pointless. It is a time to stroll and enjoy, chat with neighbors and strangers.
Once we run out of snacks for the kids and their cheeks are rosy and eyes tired from the fresh air and excitement, we push on for a few more hours since we are less that half way through the loop of booths.
We wrap up our day at the market, with all our new finds. We talk about the ones we can’t wait to come back to next time to try next time. We unload the haul and place children tired and limp like old celery into respective car seats. Today’s adventure is done and it was a good one, complete with sun kissed skin and wind blown hair. Clothes that collected the smells of food as well as tiny people spills, show a day well spent kind of time.
This is not an easy task, putting your heart and soul into something, packing it all up and setting it up in hopes that it is appreciated and purchased. I may not have a need or desire for all items out there but I applaud the vendors for giving of their day to showcase their talents and wares.
Remember as you walk around any market that this is a passion for them and that I am sure they would love to hear something positive about their work, time and effort. I have been on the other side of the booth before and encouragement is so welcoming. It can be as simple as hello, or nice work, have a great day. I think we all enjoy those types of uplifting boosts.
As exhausting as that day was with my tired little people stretching their voices to meet the hum of the crowds. With sticky lemon-aid hands and sugared little cheeks, no wet wipes and tired feet, I can’t wait to go back.