Flea Market Finds

The Bay

So I’m awful at updating this thing, and of course, a million things have happened since the last time I did! But before I even try to get into all that, I’d like to catch up a bit; I’ve had these photos from a weekend I spent with my parents waaay back in February sitting on my desktop for way too long. As a middle child, it’s rare to have a day with just the two of them, so it was a nice day out on the bay! We headed to Treasure Island for its monthly outdoor flea market, which I hadn’t been to before. Treasure Island is such a perfect spot for anything outdoors (when the weather is right) with its city skyline views and promenade along the water. Even the exit you turn off to get there provides a straight-on, rare view of the Bay Bridge.

┬áMy dad used to wake up my brother, sister and me super early on Saturday and Sunday mornings when we were little to go to various flea markets in Oakland and San Jose (an activity I started opting out of as I got older and began sleeping until noon on the weekends), so it was a familiar sort of fun to wander through the aisles of vintage trinkets, handmade items and bizarre gold-painted ironing boards (only saw one of those). My favorites were the boxes of antique keys and the suitcase full of old black-and-white photos of happy people I didn’t know. I also hadn’t been to a fashion truck before! Along the same lines of a food truck, this one was housed in a mobile old school bus. The only things I ended up bringing home were hand-folded flowers made from colorful paper and old map pages — I gave them to my boss on my last day at the travel magazine I was working at!

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After the market, we drove back over the Bay Bridge to another island — the tiny Alameda, where my mom grew up — for wine tasting at Rock Wall Wine Company. I had never done this before either, so it was a day of firsts and I’m happy to say I was able to determine what sorts of wine I like (and don’t!). This tasting room is located on what used to be the Alameda Naval Air Base in a former airplane hangar. It’s named after the perimeter wall that was built in the bay area during World War II to defend the naval base against Japanese air to sea torpedoes, and only a long stretch of open ground stands between the tasting patio and the bay, with the San Francisco skyline beyond.

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