What is "arcades"

Usage examples of "arcades".

The ordinary open market was surrounded not by the usual taverns and inns and shops, but by a maze of galleries and arcades, alight with torches and lamps of a dozen varieties, with merchants of every description lining every side, displaying their wares to crowds of eager customers.

Oh, there was a central square, and a larger one than Kelder had ever seen before, but the galleries and arcades, colonnades and courtyards, stairways and stalls all extended for blocks, to left and right and straight ahead, inward from the city walls.

She allowed herself a long look at the low-slung arcades lining the road, and the mock-castle, pink and green and bright as an Easter egg, at the end of it, but kept to the main road.

But first he had to get himself elected-don the specially chalked, snow-white toga of the candidate and move among the electors in every marketplace and basilica in Rome, not to mention arcades and colonnades, guilds and colleges, the porticus and the portico.

At their feet, between scrub brush and broken glass, were shopping arcades and little shops selling fried chicken and pizza.

In the underground streets and the wide arcades lined with shops, curling colored streamers rustle under the feet of night workers hurrying home to their rooms.

Crowded arcades tunneled under one of the great cylindrical work centers.

Throngs filled the busy arcades, the sidewalk venders, the discussion halls, the public gyms.

They stayed out all day, wandering through the crowded, noisy arcades, exploring the colorful stores, filing in wonder through the great stone plaza in the middle of the business district past the giant statues and sculptured stone trees and strange marble animals.

In each he sat the horse oblivious to the glares of Alexandrians and ibises, then dismounted to examine the ceilings of the covered arcades and walkways.

So instead of going back to the stage at which he had landed, he walked on towards the fascinating rosy frontage of the Ducal Palace, and the lofty red-brick tower of the Campanile, with its white arcades and pointed crest jutting high above the roofs from the still invisible square beyond.

So many people were moving about in the great stone courtyard, in and out of the arcades from brilliant sun to brittle shadow, rubber-necking up at the long Renaissance facade of the eastward side, or the Baroque clock-tower under which she had entered, or climbing about the two enormous wellheads to find good places for taking photographs.