Flea markets, jumble sales, car boot sales—they weren’t places I visited often, if ever come to think of it. Aside from the odd jumble sale put on at school for charity. And those I can barely remember. I’d heard about a flea market here in Bahrain, open every Friday and Saturday morning, and where you could find anything. Despite my previous lack of interest in flea markets, it sounded like an interesting place to check out.