Before we arrived in Paris, I had grand dreams of rummaging through flea markets all day long and finding countless treasures to bring back home. But this was not the case for two reasons. Firstly, we were often having such a relaxing time in Paris, allowing ourselves to take in the city and all of its beauty – that I realised I needed to allocate some of my time to activities other than flea market shopping. And secondly, by the time we got to Paris, our suitcases were FULL – and there were only the tiniest pockets of space left new purchases. Having visited the famed Clignancourt market with my parents on my last visit to Paris, I wanted to try somewhere a little smaller, more manageable and with more opportunity to discover true treasures. On our second last day, we walked (and walked, and walked) from our apartment to a tiny flea market in Place d’Aligre (map), just by the Marche d’Aligre Food Market. This type of market would not be for everyone. Surrounded by locals, it has a very authentic feel – old toys, cutlery, boxes and old suitcases filled with mostly trash and a few treasures. Lots of rummaging, not much in the way of true antiques but proper bric-a-brac. My kind of heaven. I allowed myself 3 items:
A box of old, decoupaged Christmas baubles that I can decorate the tree with every year and be reminded of wandering through Parisian streets.
A detailed silver trinket holder which I’m undecided what I’ll use for at this stage, but love nonetheless.
Two beautifully coloured and aged vintage prints which are ready to frame and hang in our house.