Well we didn’t buy a fat pig, but we certainly stocked up our pantry and fridge when we took a trip to the local market today. I’ve been wanting to do this since we arrived, but with K starting work straight away and then falling sick (he has (still) got bronchitis), we just haven’t managed it.
Today two of K’s sisters came to visit and I wrangled them into taking me and the kids to the market. Instead of giving you a blow-by-blow account of the experience of walking narrow, sometimes very wet and muddy aisles, under a hot tin roof that leaves one dripping in sweat and increases the stench of certain products (dried fish anyone), I thought I’d leave today’s post as a photo essay. They say a picture speaks a thousand words, so I’ll let the photos do the talking – they’re not all great photos as I was mostly walking as I photographed, but they do give you an idea of this experience. Mo got a heck of a fright when a fish that had fallen out of its bucket started wriggling its way towards us š Next time it’ll be just me and the kids attempting to buy our groceries – wish me luck !
By the way, the market is more than just a food market, but our shop (and thus my photos) was centred on groceries. It also sells jewellery, material, clothes, toys, bags, souvenirs – you name it, they probably have it there š
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I think that shopping trip would definitely confirm , Iām definitely vegetarian šš¤£š š
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You’ve probably returned since this post and are fluently conversing with the shopkeepers in Khmai!!
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