I like the idea of flea markets. Mostly because my exposures have been in Goa. The bright coloured stalls after dusk with trance music playing in the background and often a live bad performing, is the image i have in mind. But what i also have is over priced junk in Indian flea markets. But when i visited a saturday morning flea market in Vienna, the whole perspective i had, changed. I picked up excellent books for dirt cheap prices, cheaper than I can buy a note book back home in India.
What I am writing here is the flea market that happened in Bangalore yesterday. Bright psychedelic stall lights lure visitors who were the real Bangalorean crowd, for once. Stalls had an exceptional range of handmade goods showcasing talents of hundreds of ladies. Kingfisher, being the sponsor, had their beer stalls keeps guys busy enough till the fashion show.