After Saturday's adventures at the Paris Flea Market (see post further down), it was time to go out and practice my slowly evolving Spanish with mi cuñada(my sister-in-law), Yolanda . I hadn't been to a flea market in years and never to one attached to a livestock auction. In fact, I've never even seen a livestock auction. So, Monday was a first.
There were no "large" animals this day. It was mainly chickens (a huge variety), goats, llamas, and I even saw an emu (though she was insistently shy and would duck out of sight whenever I had her in my sights.
I always get the biggest kick out of goats. They get themselves in the funniest positions and no place is sacred. If it exists, a goat will find its way in, on, or under.
The llamas were curious but I have a healthy respect for their spitting skills and keep a safe distance.
And what would be a day at the flea market without a taste of taco truck food. Yo and I drove through an area on our way to the flea and amused ourselves by counting the number of taco trucks we saw. We started to lose count at ten. Then we arrived at the flea and found fair food galore. We enjoyed tacos and burritos at one family truck and I caught this picture of the Asian food truck right next to it. I'll have to check that one out when I go again. The produce was fabulous and where was my mind???? I didn't take any pictures of the many unusual foods I saw there but be it tamarind, jicama, nopales, chilacayote, or spiny cayote, they were all represented and more. I'll have to return just so I can get the pictures and create a foodie post.