Sundays are for El Rastro

Sunday, I went to the market, El Rastro. I had been before but this time I had planned to go to buy some leggings and some of these drop crotch pants (I will explain later). After doing a few metro line changes I finally arrived. Pretty much the whole metro got off at this stop to go to el rastro, here you could easily pick out the tourists with their maps and guide books (really not a good idea at el rastro, with all the people and excitement for pick pocketers). Being so very busy, walking up and down the streets trying to find what I was looking for was slightly frustrating. Following the masses slowly trying to get from booth to booth was a task in itself. I didn’t end up finding what I was looking for, well actually I didn’t end up finding the price I liked for what I was looking for. You would think you could bargin at this market, but some stations have signs not allowing it, and it seemed everywhere I went nobody wanted bargining. No luck today, oh well! I did spot some nice scarves and things so I think I will have to visit the crazyness of Rastro at least a couple more times.