Grand Marchet

My roommate and I went to Grande Marchet (the grand market) this afternoon. I LOVED IT!!! If you’ve been to The Fashion District (or the allies) in Los Angeles it’s more chaotic and over-stimulating. I honestly think I can find almost anything there. There is the construction supplies street, the meat market, cloth, clothes from the U.S. in random baskets (including blue jeans), spices, peanut butter paste, cooking supplies, jewelry, fruit, and a million other things. You have all these things on the side of the road, on women’s heads, and on stands just off the street. The merchants call out to you as you try to make your way through all the people and squish to the side of the road when a car or truck actually drives down the road. It’s an amazing sight and I adored being there in all the energy and mixed in with all the people!
We were walking down the street and I was looking around and all of a sudden I felt something hit me on the shoulder and then I heard a crash behind me. A huge umbrella from one of the stands fell over and hit me. Everyone stopped dead in their spot and stared. Several people came up to me and basically said “white person are you ok?” I was fine and it wasn’t as traumatic for me as it was for them I think.