"I Can't Believe It's a Flea Market."

"I Can't Believe It's a Flea Market."
When flea markets first started in Paris, "rag men" or "moonlight fishermen" as they were more poetically called, traveled the city at night, searching through the rubbish for items that they would then resell at the local market.

Unlike traditional flea markets, the brand new Sand Point Flea Market doesn't take place out-of-doors, it's held in the beautiful, historic Workshop in Hanger 30, at the Warren G. Magnuson Park -- a glorious room with leaded glass windows. (The hanger was once the storage place for World War II fighter planes.)

The park itself is one of Seattle's cultural hubs, located right on the water. And though it is a flea market, you won't find produce, cast-away clothing and items that were more than likely once consigned to the "circular bin." But you will find bargains. And much, much more (one-of-a-kind treasures sure to be snapped up by designers with a flair for the unique and the outrageous).