Porta Portese

For our last day in Rome we ventured out to the Sunday flea market at Porta Portese, near Trastevere, a walk along the Tiber, and associated sights.

The Tiber, the Island, and the 2,000 year-old Roman bridge

Sometimes the sights are just other people, other tourists,

including a young couple carrying a blow-up kangaroo down

the Via Lungoterre Anguillara

They're from Australia (duh) and the roo's name

is Skip; "he goes everywhere with us"

They simply close off one of the big boulevards for the weekly

Porta Portese market, it goes on and on, for nearly a mile, I

would guess; unfortunately, it's almost entirely the cheap crap

that most flea markets world-wide consist of nowadays; there

were a few items of interest nonetheless

The Native American shoppe

The vege-matic shoppe; actually, multi-bladed scissors

The Americano license plate shoppe

And the army surplus shoppe

Vicki by the Piramide