Mercado Central

There is a difference between thinking about going off to a strange city on your own to draw and actually doing it! It feels strange and slightly perverse to stand, watch and record other people as they go about their everyday business. What did the stall holders in the Central Market think of this English bloke scribbling in his sketchbook as their customers did their Xmas shopping!?. It would have seemed less odd if I had a beard and grey hair, but as a young bloke with nice trainers, I felt very rather conspicuous. Despite this with each drawing and photograph I became less self-conscious and I even managed to strike up some conversations in pigeon Spanish with the people I was drawing.