42nd Street Flea Market

I didn’t know that there would be a flea market going on right next to the Roosevelt Hotel where I stayed last weekend. This is where I got my knock off t-​shirts. Pretty decent deals (3 for $ 10 or $ 3.99 each). The hard part is finding the t-​shirt you like in your size… much less for a bunch of other people. (I’m not cheap… just broke!)
I didn’t exactly like the vendors standing right next to me and following me around their booth set-​up as I was looking through the shirts. I swear if this one girl stood any closer to me, I might have impregnated her. I could laugh about it now but what a nuisance! Talk about crossing the line with personal space. And, unfortunately, she wasn’t the only one. The guys were equally as annoying. (Dude, I’m not going to run off with one of your lousy Fruit of the Loom t-​shirts which probably cost you a few cents to make, okay!) Generally speaking, though, the vendors there were quite friendly and they want to get you what you want quickly.
I got a fantastic beef and chicken combo gyro sandwich at one of the concession stands.
They sell everything from reggae Cd’s, rugs, silk threads to Thai food, sunglasses, candy, sweet corn and smoothies. Pretty cool.
I used to see street vendors all over Main St. in downtown Los Angeles where I worked but the variety of merchandise sucked, as did the designs, the food was gross and gave me gas, and who wants an I *HEART* LA t-​shirt anyway? Not me!

Suburbia comes to midtown Manhattan. Some thirty-​odd vendors sell furniture, antiques, jewelry, clothing, CDs, and the like daily from 11:00am — 7:00pm. Marked prices tend to be on the high side, seemingly to encourage bargaining.