Market Day

Only a day after my sadness in missing my Sunday neighborhood market in Istanbul, one appeared in Slovinj Gradec! The entire main street was filled with baskets, cutting boards, dry fruits, cheese, strange kitchen utensils, perfume, slippers, brooms, meats and the ever-present plastic toys and cheap clothing (made in...). I was disappointed to find out that it only occurs three times a year, based on the days of the saints...not every monday as I had hoped. This one was the celebration of St. Elizabeth.