There was a celebration in the town that night, the kind that the entire population comes downtown for. There were tons of people in the streets, and lots of food and music. We left early, around 11:30, because we had a very long day the next day. We had to be up at 3:30 (which turned out to be more like 4 - getting up is hard) to set up at a flea market. For the past few years my host mom has sold my host sister's old toys at this flea market, and it turns out to be a really easy way to make a lot of money, since the whole town comes out to shop. I, all by myself, proudly sold 36 euros worth of merchandise, but found out I'm not a great haggler. No great surprise. When I wasn't trying to bargain my way through a sale, I walked around. The flea market was enormous; the cobblestone streets were lined on both sides with tables of toys, books, dishes, food, jewelry, clothes, and all kinds of odds and ends. Oma gave me 10 euros to spend, which mostly went into food while I tried to restrain from buying myself every little thing I found amusing.
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| Here is my host mom and I at our stand, circa 7 am. I believe I'm wearing four layers and freezing. Nonetheless, it was a lot of fun, especially later in the day when the sun came out. |
- Flohmarkt - flea market
- verkaufen - sell
- Wie viel kostet das? - How much does that cost?
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