I love swap meets, flea markets, garage sales, thrift stores, estate sales, anything where you can find bits and pieces of forgotten and discarded history. I used to frequent the Pasadena City College swap meet, every third Sunday, with religious crate-digging fervor. Today we went to the local Guadalajara swap meet or “trocadero”, en español. You gotta look close, but it’s amazing what you can find. I found a powder blue faced vintage Rolex from the 70s, I woulda grabbed it but dude wanted 800 bones US, slightly over my budget. I found a Jacques Cousteau book series that had the most wonderful photos, a grip of old mexican salsa and funk records (I didn’t buy any though, I’ll have to do some internet sleuthing and go back next month) and a slew of old movie cameras. I found and bought several old photographs which I’ll scan and post when I get a few minutes. The crown jewels of today’s finds were vintage Polaroid cameras. I bought the rainbow striped Polaroid 1000 in the pic above, there was another fold-up one as well and I’m kicking myself that I didn’t grab it.
Ain’t Sundays great!
