As I passed by the central market today, I decided to go in and have a look. After Bolivia, the entire experience really shouldn't have come as a surprise, but somehow I was as impressed by this market as by the first I'd seen in Bolivia.
The market consisted of many small stalls all located in a big market building, complete with roof and all.
The stalls were grouped in aisles by the type of wares on sale. There was an aisle with cow parts, many of them well identifiable as snouts cut in half, or as feet. Another aisle had chickens. Entire chickens, minus the feathers, but with head, beak and feet, hanging from a rope with a hook through the head. Then there were sacks of live guinea pigs waiting to be sold, slaughtered and served. And the next aisle... sold clothing. And children's toys. And in the back, the fish stalls were arranged so that the rest of the market could profit from the smell as much as possible.
After the market, I went to lunch - but I might have wandered through the city for a bit before deciding on a restaurant, just to clear my nose ;-)
The market consisted of many small stalls all located in a big market building, complete with roof and all.
The stalls were grouped in aisles by the type of wares on sale. There was an aisle with cow parts, many of them well identifiable as snouts cut in half, or as feet. Another aisle had chickens. Entire chickens, minus the feathers, but with head, beak and feet, hanging from a rope with a hook through the head. Then there were sacks of live guinea pigs waiting to be sold, slaughtered and served. And the next aisle... sold clothing. And children's toys. And in the back, the fish stalls were arranged so that the rest of the market could profit from the smell as much as possible.
After the market, I went to lunch - but I might have wandered through the city for a bit before deciding on a restaurant, just to clear my nose ;-)
