a view from the street
Lesson
1 – Cameras are a no go.
So
paint a picture of it yourself:
-Its
the biggest market in all of West Africa
-People
sell things in half fallen down tin huts, and of course out of giant
buckets/crates/bowls/cages/coolers/fabrics/etc on their heads. Saw a
lady carrying what seemed to me a twin sized mattress and box spring
atop her head,(but this is Africa so who knows)
Lesson
2- “Agoooo” means get the hell out of the way.
-90%
of the traders are women.
-Some
of these women like to relax while at work. Visualize large ladies
lying/some sleeping in tightly squeezed areas covering and covered in
brightly colored and designed fabrics. It actually looked very comfy, out of the
way of everyone else, shaded, cushiony, and still making money.
-You
can buy anything, seriously. Clothes, jewelry, soap, dishes, animals
(dead or alive), food, shoes, fufu pounders, etc.
-You
have about 1 inch of personal space while walking.
Lesson
3 – watch you step, you might hit your head on someones bowl, or
you might step in fresh cement (woops)
-Its
loud, men walk around preaching in microphones in long African
traditional jumpsuits, people yelling what they’re selling, crying
babies.
Lesson
3 – White people cheer babies up.
-People
like to acknowledge the white people, my favorite name being
“vanilla”
-It
has the wonderful combined aroma of meat, fish, leather, spices,
shoemaking materials, etc.
Lesson
4 – Try not to get lost in the meat section, (fail)
-And its just about 100 degrees
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