I'm a sucker for markets, whether it be a food market or a flea market, whether at home or abroad. Abroad, it's an opportunity to pretend to be a local, mix with the locals, even for a few hours is a fun thing. It's an opportunity to speak a little foreign language even though all that comes out is the very basic greeting, 'Bonjour, Merci, Au Revoir' or Bonjourno, Grazie mille', which ever the country may be. It's raining right now, my Sunday market might be rained out, I'm wondering if I should brave the rain and go out for my Sunday morning baguette. Looks like the Santa Monica flea market is rained out too. So I have to be contented with pictures of markets today.