We are enjoying a month in Le Marche, Italy. Our nearest village is called Montefelcino… It’s a beautiful, fortified hill town with high walls that guard the pretty interior. Every Tuesday night in the summer months, this sleepy village turns into a vibrant evening of food and antique stalls. It seems that everyone from the surrounding countryside turns up with pushchairs and dogs in tow. Families, old and young crowd the narrow streets. Music DJ’d by Radio Fano fill the balmy/sticky night as people browse the market stalls and purchase all sorts of weird and wonderful things.
Old pots and pans, machinery, hideous paintings and handmade clocks all add to the eclectic vibe of this wonderful evening.
I love the bookstalls..some in vintage suitcases lining the streets others stacked on banana boxes overlooking the great view towards the Adriatic.
Did I buy? Books? Sadly not…my Italian is not yet good enough but I did find a great Alfa Romeo hub cab (I am still a petrolhead at heart) and some simple brass candle sticks.
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