I love friday market. I love starting my day with an irritated indian man trying to sell me a non functional cassette player from the days of yor. I go almost every weekend, and I have no clue why more people don’t.
Yes there is a lot of crap. Friday market consists of approximately 97.62% crap, and yet its that remaining percentage that keeps me coming back. You see I am a bargain hunter. I love nothing more than the thrill of finding a pristine singer sowing machine from the 1920′s amongst a gigantic pile of used spoons. Thats why I go, and thats why you should too.
It always boggles my mind how few Kuwaiti’s I know actually go. Its a treasure trove of fun to be had and yet no one seems to want in. I mean, i’d be more than happy to keep it to myself, but my decency just wouldn’t allow it.
And so this is my PSA and your reminder people: Go to Friday Market, it happens every week, every friday in fact, and saturday as well. Spend one day walking through the nicknacks, and who knows you might come out with something special.
Heres a couple of pics of the last time I went with my friend who visited recently. It was hot.