The Amsterdam flea market

While Jeff was in meetings all day, I biked over to the main fleamarket in Waterlooplein. It had a myriad of things to offer. From the quaint to the slightly creepy (a pile o' gas masks) to the odd misuse of english cliches (High as an airplane? Are they just skipping kites altogether? These must be powerful lollypops...). I promise I didn't eat any green candy....