Morning market

This morning we are off to the local market to buy some ingredients for our cooking class.
We’re taking the bikes there, it’s not too far about three kilometres down the road. There are heaps of scooters and cars sharing the road with us, they are all very accommodating, nobody seems to get agro, they just toot and go around us. I’m sure there are road rules but I’m not entirely sure anyone followed them.

It’s national day today so the market is super busy because most people have the day off, not the stall holders though. The market is open 364 days a year, only New Year’s Day off. They have everything at this market, fruit and veg, every protein you can think of, clothes, shoes, kitchen ware. I even found a couple of fabric shops that tempted me.

We’re a bit of a novelty at this market, got some wide eyed stares from babies and old men. We found all our ingredients plus a few souvenirs, made friends with the chook man and the old lady selling lottery tickets, had a delicious iced coffee on the way out and cycled back to our homestay.Leggi altro