It only happens once a month. And if you know, you know.
Before the sun is fully up, vendors are already setting up along the waterfront. Then the gates open – and suddenly it’s rows of antique mirrors, worn leather chairs, delicate teacups, old records, and furniture that’s lived a hundred lives.
Alameda Point Antiques Faire isn’t just a flea market. It feels like a giant, open-air time machine. Twenty acres of stories. Of “I can’t believe I found this.” Of pieces you didn’t know you needed until you saw them…