The Forty-First Day: Camden Market & Stables Market

Thursday, March 20

Ventured out to some markets today with the lovely Kate Baxter. Camden Market and Stables Market have some of the best food carts I've seen in London.

All of the storefronts on the main street have these giant plaster sculptures on them. Real weird.

I liked this rainbow building. No idea what it is, but it was neat. 

Bang Bang Chicken. Some of the best asian food we've had here in the UK. It was so freakin' good. 

Between these two buildings is a HUGE conglomeration of food carts/stands. Just a few yards down is where I ate the best churro I've ever had. Chris says the Mexico ones are better, but I didn't try one while we were in Ensenada at the orphanage, so I wouldn't know. All I know is this one was real amazing. Coated with cinnamon and sugar and filled with hot caramel sauce. Yum. 

A HUGE carved staircase. It's a giant tree and the branches are filled with all kinds of wildlife.
It reminds me of the big Tree of Life in Disney's Animal Kingdom in Orlando. 

 I can't really decipher where Camden Market ends and Stables Market begins, but you can tell you're in Stables Market when you're surrounded by horse sculptures. In its previous life, Stables Market was a horse hospital. During the Victorian times, when horses were injured pulling barges or what have you, they were treated at the horse hospital in Camden. And now each of the stables are individual shopping stalls. You can buy handmade clothing, bags, art, old illustrations and maps, jewelry. All kinds of stuff.

Let's just zoom in on that horse on the bottom left shall we?

Creepster.

Some hand-blown glass lamps.

That cartoon woman's speech bubble says "I love cactus leather!"
(They sold all kinds of leather bags, wallets, etc.)
I love her expression. Cactus leather, the horror!

Before we knew it, it was about 5:00pm! Time flies in the Stables Market.  Each of our husbands would be done with work shortly, so we made our way back to the underground station. Just outside the station, we found a weird group of bohemians inside a chalk circle. We normally would have ignored them, but this time, the police were involved. Something about them being anti-social. Not really sure what it was all about. There's a weird culture of disrespect for law enforcement here. If a cop tells you to do something, you fight back about it. Typically the law enforcement backs down, which is what happened in this case, after the crowd started chanting "Music, music, music!" and "Fight for your Rights! Fight for your Rights!" London is weird, man.

Dancing with a rain stick.

Baton Twirling.

Percussion. (What are these little shakers called, even?) 

Drum line.

Clapping and asking the crowd for money.

This guy rocked a bear ponytail, I'll give him that. 

Also, for lunch there, I ordered a Turkish wrap of some sorts, filled with chicken and pork. Delish. And I bought some salted-caramel fudge to bring back to Chris. A successful day at the market.

Cheers!

Kami & Chris, the Pseudo-Londoners