Our relatives introduced us to Xàbia Mercadillo — a weekday market at Plaça de la Constitució. We headed over first thing in the morning before the midday heat arrived.
These decorations were all leftover from the fiesta; each street had its own theme.
We snaked through old streets, down towards a maze of tables shaded by a patchwork cloth canopy.
The tables were stacked with bags, shoes, clothes, toys, ceramics and household items. We’d hoped for Spanish made items but only a tiny small percentage (if any) were, so we didn’t buy anything in the end. A shame because I would have loved a hand painted dish as a souvenir.
The food section of the market was great!!
These melons weighed a ton! My inlaws bought two and had to carry them around the market and back to the car. Impressive stamina.
That was our last excursion in Xàbia. We’d be starting our journey to Granda for a wedding, the following day.