What I originally had planned for my Sunday was a Volkswandertag and possibly an art walk later in downtown Wiesbaden.  It was a bit ambitious.  But not as daunting a task as the first Sunday of the month Trodel Markt. My first Flohmarkt was a bit of a disappointment.  I did find a couple of knickknacks but I had lost the desire to beat the early morning rush for first look.  At the mention of this mega event I noticed the gleam of eager eyes in the veteran Flohmarkt goers’ eyes.  I figure that if this experience failed to provide a worthy look into Flohmarkts I would never bother again. I…