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Mesa Market Place Swap Meet
Categories: Shopping Shopping Centers Shopping Department Stores Shopping Fashion Department Stores Shopping Centers, Department Stores [Edit]
10550 E Baseline RdMesa, AZ 85209
(480) 380-5572
- Hours:
Sat-Sun 7 am - 4 pm
- Price Range:
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$
- Parking:
- Private Lot
- Wheelchair Accessible:
- Yes
7 reviews for Mesa Market Place Swap Meet
7 reviews in English
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Review from Richard B.
Dallas, TX
This is a great year round market...BUT, Its all NEW merchandise. Food, Beer and entertainment with lots of vendors (1600) are advertised very neat and clean a fun place to visit...I wish it had "Flea Market" Junk...I like to search out bargains and deals and look for finds, not one baseball card in the place??? free parking, free admission
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Review from Maria M.
Mesa, AZ
This place is okay. My husband and I enjoyed walking around and looking at everything, but it was a lot of the same thing on every major corners. I was expecting more of a variety. I did purchase a stone ring, hat for my hubby, and a dog collar for my chihuahua. Other than that they don't have much. We might come back to purchase some items we need for our car. Most of the places there are for older people in their 50s and plus. So I'm thinking this place is for the snow birds. CASH ONLY for all food and drinks and most of the vendors out here. Bring cash if you go. Parking and admission is free. They are around year round and it is outside under tents. Restrooms are really clean here.
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Review from Stephanie J.
Washington, DC
Every time I visit my parents, I pass this place and see a long line of cars. Curiosity (and a good set of luggage my parents found here) finally convinced me to stop by.
Well, it's a flea market. WYSIWYG. There's the good (nice luggage, some nice jewelry, some good foodstuffs), the bad (the same "authentic" Southwestern stuff you find in any gift shop from San Antonio to San Diego), and the ugly (several "I [heart] Columbus" Beanie Babies).
I'll come back if I'm looking for something in particular (chiefly luggage or salsa) or want to get a souvenir for a relative I don't like very much. -
Review from Nicole L.
Glendale Heights, IL
Lots of kitschy stuff for cheap. It's fun to browse and they have a few food stands if you're hungry. I don't really know why you'd come here to eat, but what do I know? At least they don't charge you to walk around and check everything out. Nice place for cheap souveniers too. The luggage prices are a steal. Makes you wonder how they can afford to sell it for so little.
Visit Date: 11/15/09Comment from joan w. of Mesa Market Place Swap Meet 5/28/2011
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Review from Deborah N.
Glendale, AZ
This is a great place to take the shopper in your life. 1 1/4 miles of shopping everything from chip dip to clothes to books. You can get some unique items if you know were to look. Love being able to haggel with some of the vendors! It's a fun place to hang out every now and then and a must see for visitors. Wear comfy walking shoes , take your own bags to put your finds in and be prepared to be patient.
Comment from joan w. of Mesa Market Place Swap Meet 5/28/2011
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Review from Jim W.
Jim was perusing the table festooned with $3.00 sunglasses. The desert wind blew with periodic gusts, causing the blue tarps to flap as if trying to free themselves from their bonds. He was startled by the electrical crackling sounds coming from the parking area which surrounded the Mesa Swap Meet.
Jim approached one of the openings to the parking area, brushing past a shuffling old woman pushing a companion in a wheelchair they had probably rented upon arrival. Peering out into the lot Jim could see that a small portal to another dimension had obviously opened near a pearl-toned Escalade. It was doubtless caused by the obscene pretentiousness of the vehicle coupled with the douchbaginess of the owner. The fabric of the universe rebelled against such things.
A pit-bull sized creature with a gaping toothless maw and shiny flat patches where eyes should have been faced an elderly man with a handmade cane, likely purchased moments before. The being emitted a brief low tone and the man collapsed in a heap. Another creature emerged and dragged the man into the portal. Jim uttered a quiet, "Not good." to no one in particular and surveyed the nearby tables for useful items. Looking beyond ten or so tables would be unnecessary as the booths seemed to repeat at that sequence.
He dashed past the socks and purses to the leather vendor and began suiting up as if for battle. Perhaps the leather skull cap coupled with the big hearing-protective ear muffs he saw in the next booth would dull whatever sonic attack the creature had. Next came the chaps, leather vest, gauntlet gloves and safety glasses. As he headed to the booth offering medieval weaponry Jim decided he had certainly enjoyed fantasies when he was younger that featured similar outfits save for the safety gear. Jim smirked as he heard the Village's People's "YMCA" in his mind.
Jim picked up a bottle of cheap perfume as he was passing a booth selling such items. Might come in handy as well. Same for the stack of metal Red Sox license plates and the 3 x 8 southwest styled runner that he grabbed. He was vaguely aware that people were running away through the wide aisles of the Swap Meet and there was an occasional scream, but his focus was unflappable.
He gazed over the assortment of murderous instruments offered by the vendor. What a delightful array of weapons both blunt and bladed. He briefly palmed the broadsword. Too heavy. The nunchucks? Fast, yes, but limited in range. Ahh, the samurai sword. Good. Throwing stars. Marvelous!
The alien pit-bull creature was ranging farther now, preying on the many slow-moving geriatrics that populated the market. A security golf cart was overturned not far from the Escalade, one of its upturned wheels spinning slowly. Jim left the cover of the market and walked toward the creature as it moved in a peculiar rhythmic gait toward a polyester-clad woman with the largest mound of grey hair Jim had seen in years. He flicked a star, hard, at the creature's midsection. It narrowly missed, clanging as it sunk into the hubcap of an El Camino. "Never liked those anyway", Jim mumbled as he sunk behind a jeep, peering through the undercarriage to assess the creature's reaction. It stood immobile, its head slowly scanning left and right in Jim's direction.
Jim launched the eau de toilette at the top of the El Camino. It shattered against the doorframe and showered glass and liquid on and around the creature. It dashed to the center of the row and began whirling around and making what Jim surmised were sneezing noises. He arose and flung several stars at it as he rapidly closed the distance. Only one struck home, digging deep into the creature's hind quarters. It whirled once more and stood to face him.
A low tone began inside Jim's head. "How the hell was it doing that?" Jim's knees grew weak. As he fought collapse he remembered the metal license plates he tucked into the back of his waistband. Pulling them out, he flung several with a spinning motion at the creature as he shouted, "Go Red Sox!"
Two flew harmlessly past the creature but the third struck the beast edge on, just above one of it's ... eyes? The low tone vanished and Jim regained his composure. The brute lunged at Jim. He slid to one side and brought the sword down across the back of the thing's neck. It fell limply forward, trying in vain to face it's enemy. The other creature emerged from behind a car, faced Jim, and then dashed into the rift, which began to shrink. Jim knelt beside the dying creature with his ever- present sharpie. He carefully wrote the word FAIL across it's leathery back, wrapped it in the runner and tossed it into the waning opening.
The aroma of the hot dogs cooking at the snack bar wafted out to Jim as he urinated into the dimensional opening, hoping he would finish his business before it closed completely. He texted his wife, "Meet me at snk br" as he walked back into the market. "K" she repliedListed in: Not your usual review..., Literary reviews.
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Review from Alexandria M.
I love Mesa Market. Grant it, if you've been there once, you're been there a hundred times, but it's the size of a football field so one visit can take all day, so wear comfortable shoes!
Folks drive in from miles around- even from neighboring states to shop or sell here. It's so extensive and well set up, it's easy to see why.
There are five LONG tents, about 1600 kiosks, for a total of 1 1/4 miles of shopping. Most vendors carry very specific stock, so in a five minute walk you can see:
-beer can folk art
-Christian themed glass etchings and stained glass
-used paperbacks and VHS tapes
-dried fruit, nuts, and Mexican vanilla
-tshirts with witty pictures like a cartoon squirrel saying "I'm so old I can't find my nuts!" or Hallmark's Maxine saying "The best thing about having Alzheimer's is: at least I don't have Alzheimer's!"
-knives, machetes, sawblades, and scythe blades
-golf carts and clubs
-"As Seen On TV" items like the Bumpit and the PedEgg
-knockoff perfumes and discontinued pharmaceutical items
-socks, three pairs for two bucks
-hand-dyed tshirts with gold accents and angel designs that middleaged women love
-jewelry, watches, cheap purses and wallets
-pet rocks, battery-operated ferrets, and Beanie Babies.
It's a browser's dream come true.
Instead of in-house music, there's an endlessly looping tape of a friendly, older gent's voice with a slight Southern accent, advertising specials or featured vendors. There are washrooms at the end of every tent, fast food vendors and seating areas in the middle, and a truly massive (and free) parking lot.
Friday is the best day to go; weekends are a bit too busy unless you don't mind big, very slow-moving crowds.Comment from joan w. of Mesa Market Place Swap Meet 5/28/2011
We couldn't come up with a better list of what is sold here… More »
