I bought a lot of spices and other random things from this kid in the spice market. He had tons to choose from and I didn't even know what half of it was but I pretty much bought some of everything that I recognized.
Here are all his spices all lined up and stored.
Here are all his spices all lined up and stored.
Then here is the onion market. I bought a bucket of onions for 2 pounds ($1) so that I could take a picture. Then I carried a large bag of onions around for a while. They'll never get used. I don't know why but I thought I needed a picture of all these onions.
Remember Mohammed, the old man who lives with me? Well this is his brother. He works in the market in N making cotton mattresses. He was so sweet. My friend and I went to visit him at work and we drank tea with him. It's always interesting because what are you supposed to say in those situations where you don't actually know the person but you visit them because of a mutual friend? Especially when he's an old man and you have absolutely nothing in common. It was a fun, awkward kind of time.
And here are some of Ahmed's friends in the market. They work right next to him doing the exact same thing that he does. I will never understand why all the mattress makers work in the same place, or why all the guys who sell onions sit together to sell them but they do.
And here are some of Ahmed's friends in the market. They work right next to him doing the exact same thing that he does. I will never understand why all the mattress makers work in the same place, or why all the guys who sell onions sit together to sell them but they do.
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