Every day we drive to work past a series of small shops and food stalls. I've always been curious about them and today we decided to walk over at lunch and see.
We spend too much time insulated from the culture in expensive hotels and first class accommodations. Time to see reality a bit. So, we stepped out into the blazing sun and walked the several blocks over.
It was an eventful quarter mile.
There were chickens fighting, a near- naked insane man screaming at the world, a midget (yes), a lesson in glass recycling, a couple dozen hard boiled eggs covered in flies, a strangely-charming bakery (pictured above) and a mosque at prayer.
It was a dirty but informative fifteen minutes and an experience of the stripe I'd like to repeat.
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What, no beggars?
ReplyDeleteI remember in Liberia there was often an insane man. People were remarkably tolerant, and seemed to take care of the less able. One guy showed up every six months or so and people took him in, cleaned him up, fed him.. Then he'd wander off to his next stop.
We decided that Manly Midget and Insane Guy were private investigators solving crimes undercover and having adventures.
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