[Compasses for sale in El Rastro]
According to legend, the open air market got its name from the trail of blood left by slaughtered cattle on their way to the tanneries located in Ribera de Curtidores which means "Riverside of Tanners."
[Dyed, leather sandals hang on a fence]
Today, the marketplace is filled with anything you can imagine. Unfortunately, however, no food. But just about everything else!
[Wooden crafts]
In the cobblestone squares, merchants set up shop with old swords, vases, coins, dressers, you name it. It's like an organized, simultaneous, Spanish garage sale. It was an amazing array of the most random assortment of goods. Yet, even in its randomness, it wasn't chaotic or entropic, it was a community.
El Rastro is a staple in Madrileno life in the center of Madrid. The largest open air flea market is sure to draw treasure hunters and curious tourists, but locals also frequented the market buying everyday household goods like blank CDs or measuring cups or silverware.
[Anything you could imagine]
El Rastro is an open air market that welcomes everyone into its winding pathways, leading them through discovery after discovery and spitting them out with untold stories and armfuls of who-knows-what. What more could you ask for?
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