Standing at the top of Plaza Cascorro looking down over the buzzing madness of Sunday morning's El Rastro market in Madrid, it's hard not to feel like a pirate about to dive into a newly-discovered cave of treasures.
Tents overflowing with the most random assortment of objects stretch as far as the eye can see. People bustle about, some sorting through yellowed photos of the ancient Spanish royals, others basking in the midmorning sun upon the steps of the plaza. Two young women, one strumming a banjo, the other a guitar, belt out country songs as admirers cause a mid-avenue traffic jam.
This is Madrid at it's finest. With the treasures of it's history strewn on tables for blocks, its residents flock to this 4-century old market to browse for antiques, buy artisanal jewelry or sip on sherry on one of many sunny terraces near the market. No Sunday morning in Madrid is complete without a stroll through this iconic, and often chaotic, market.