Sunday, April 3, 2011
Les Puces de Paris Saint-Ouen by Guest Blogger, Stéphane
When Stéphane, my husband, first suggested that we go to the Saint-Ouen Flea Market to look for a desk, I have to admit that I wasn't very enthusiastic about the idea of rummaging through lots of dusty stalls. After having visited Saint-Ouen, which is the world's largest antique market and the first site to be classified for its atmosphere, I have to admit that I was wrong, very wrong. Since going to the flea market was Stéphane's idea, I asked him to be my first guest writer. I'm very pleased that he agreed.
I first heard about the Saint Ouen Flea Market from my parents, who went there many years ago with a Parisian friend. Brocantes and flea markets have always attracted me like, well, ... a flea to an old mattress. So, Saint Ouen became the destination for the day.
In fact, since 1870, Parisians and tourists looking for furniture, jewelry, old prints, dishes, silverware, clothes, anything imaginable and everything unimaginable go to Saint Ouen. Today, more than a dozen covered and open markets can be reached by metro and are made of small stalls filled and overflowing onto the passages with items from the past, recent, and long gone. But don’t think this is a junk yard. All goods are valuable and well displayed, sometimes resembling a museum.