The area where I live, Benimaclet, is a town that has been absorbed by the larger city of Valencia. Originally just outside of the capital city gates, this area had, and has, a life all its own. The university presence here means loads of college-aged kids, but also brings some excellent transportation to the area. However, older families and younger children are easy to spot in Benimaclet. Periodically, there is a street market in the traditional town center, and I was able to spend an hour going through the stalls.
I only made one purchase: a pair of slippers. The stone-tile floors here are pretty chilly, and I needed a cheap alternative to running around in shoes all the time to avoid cold feet. Finding them in my size was a significant challenge, as large feet are not a characteristic of most Spanish men. I now know that I wear a size 46 in European shoes. Or at least in slippers.
Ahhhh, if you only could imaging watching several women try these on in the street… as someone who saw this spectacle in real life, I think I am a little frightened of older Spanish women.
