Yes we are those people, the kind of people who enjoy looking through other people’s  junk.

C begged us to take him to the Flea Market and with no reason not to, we loaded up the car and went.

We go usually once a year and the kids LOVE it.

We perused, laughed, people watched, ate roasted corn on the cob, rode rides, aurgued about what was a good value and what was not, and the kids spent their cash.

C got some pirated game console thing with -no joke- 7,000 old video games. Thank goodness it worked when we got it home, but before he even bought it we explained to him that you take your chances buying something like that at a  flea market.

Beauty picked out a backpack with a poodle on the front—pink of-course.  It came brand new, it must have been an overstock item picked up on clearance somewhere.

Hubby and I got nothing to lug home, but left with happy hearts after a day of low cost family fun!