Finally popped my Alameda Flea Market cherry on Sunday AND IT WAS AWESOME. I seriously can't describe how much I loved it. Pretty much ran around with dilated pupils and sweaty palms the whole time. I was so excited that I forgot to buy something. Oops.
The best way I can describe it is like Ebay in real life. Everything you can think of exists here in multitudes of at least 300: telephones, vintage zippo lighters, baby doll legs, belt buckles, vintage signs, cowboy boots, etc, etc. A collector's paradise. A hoarder's wet dream...
And an opthalmologist's playground! One booth had hundreds of pairs of vintage eyeglasses. I totally should have bought this Buddy Holly pair that made me look like a nerdy high school kid's yearbook picture from 1967:
Oh well there's always next month.