
I tried desperately to get a Tuk Tuk to take me to the market, but my command of the language is non-existent. So, I opted for a cab which safely dropped me off at the mouth of the beast. I couldn't believe my eyes....the sheer volume and variety of merchandise before me was staggering. From chickens and chopsticks to vinyl records and a pair of vinyl pants. You can buy a python, beautiful orchids, garden furniture, jewelry and camo wear. Or maybe beads, fake antiques, real antiques and a singing hamster are more your speed. You want it, they got it! You can get something for everyone on your shopping list. (which I think I did!)
Six hours later and bathroom experience about which I might be able to share when I get back, I arrived back at the hotel. Proud that I was able to bargain my way through the largest market in the world, sans uncle, and walked away with an experience of a lifetime, as well as some nifty souvenirs.
1 comment:
HEEEEEEY!
wait a minute!
How is flat lindsay there? she is here with me!
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