Christiania Follow-up

Near the front of Christiania, there were a few people with tables or even just blankets set up, selling their artwork or other assorted items. About 20 meters down the street, there is a small, slightly more permanent commercial area with folks selling food, hash pipes, t-shirts, CDs, etc. All in all there were about 10 or 15 people selling things in this small area (and another 20 meters away was Pusher Street, which contained another handful of salesmen).

There were two things I noticed about the people who were selling things that day.
1) The salesmen were just that: men. I'm not sure what that says about the nature of capitalism, or selling things, or Christiania, but I did notice it. In fact, at the whole celebration, I felt like there were more men than women. I'm curious what the demographics of the whole community is.
2) The folks selling things weren't pushy the way street merchants usually are in the US. They waited for people to approach them and ask to buy something. No hard sell, no calling over random people. It was much more relaxed than that. Well, except one guy. One guy was being loud, calling over random people, talking at length about the history of the various paintings he was selling. Guess where he was from.

On a happier note, here's a photo of me and one of my favorite DIS kids, Kat, at the Home-Depot-type-place.