First of all, I should tell you that over the last 5 days, we have walked a crazy amount. Like imagine medieval peasants walking around between villages with heavy sacks over their shoulders. I've been trudging about in the misty rain with a heavy messenger bag for the last few days, and I'm getting really strong. I'm halfway to a neck like Daniel Radcliffe.
So to alleviate this problem, I bought a small black leather purse in Camden when we went to the Camden Market. I bartered for it! Camden Market is actually very sketchy and not particularly fun. It's all the same super chintzy dresses over and over and harassing-type salesmen, but that's to be expected.
However, the town around the market is crazy-weird-cool. It seems the main economy comes from selling piercings and tattoos. Imagine this: the whole street, both sides, is lined with goth clothing shops and men hold signs advertising piercings and tattoos outside the stores. One girl from our group got her ear pierced in the basement of one of the shops. It seemed clean enough, and she hasn't died yet, so... heh.
Anyway, this goes on down the entire street as far as the eye can see. Then, inside the shops, there are some other things like London souvenir bags, smoking and hookah paraphernalia, and bags of--seriously--shrooms and Super Skunk. What a place.
(Here's an article about the history of Camden Market.)
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