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On a tour, somewhere in Peru, the bus stopped at an obligatory market. This market was a little different than the others we’d visited in the country, like the Pisco Market, because it was in the shade of a gorgeous church, and since it was almost sunset they were closing up. We didn’t stay long, but it was long enough for the other tourists to load up on some great stuff. 
Women buying peppers along the river in Inebolu. Every Saturday in Inebolu, a Black Sea costal town in northern Turkey, the villagers come down from the mountains to the market. They come to buy and to sell. The market is too small to accommodate everyone, so it spills into the road along the river. In this photo the Turkish Ladies are buying green peppers. Green peppers are typically served in most meals alongside the meat. I love this photo because it’s a picture of fashion, cultural fashion. They are all wearing scarves, sweater vests, and long skirts. This is [...] Continue reading Reflection #508 – Turkish Ladies at the Market in Inebolu 
Like many travelers, I love markets. I love the possiblities. I love seeing what people buy and what they eat, how they sell, whether or not you can get a bargain. This is one of my favorite markets and it’s in the Cappadocian town of Ürgüp. It’s held on every Saturday, and some weekends, especially those towards the Sacrifice holiday you can see them sell sheep and goats as well as the normal fare of fruits, vegetables, yufka, kitchen goods, clothing (both traditional and modern, like şalvar that the village women wear). This market has it all, and it [...] Continue reading Photo of the Day – Peynir Lady, Ürgüp 
Wandering through the streets of Aswan, we came upon these lemon vendors. To me this scene is as old as time itself. The fruit positively shone against the backdrop of dusty streetlife. I was so tempted, but really what could I do with a kilo of lemons? When I think of France, I had never really considered salami. I always thought that was more of a German thing. However walking all over the French outdoor markets, there was plenty of meat. All kinds of meat, everything from pate to cold cuts to great cuts of beef and pork. What’s more, we were able to taste and find out how to cook a number of things I would never dream of cooking. The vendors were so friendly and helpful. 
Vietnam is a fascinating country, and everywhere you look there is something new and exotic…and different. Well, this lady could be found in any country in the world. After a hard few hours of shopping, she needed a rest. Problem: What does she do with her veggies? Hang ‘em on a toe. I love it! I’m sure she would have been an engaging conversationalist if only I could speak her language. She seemed like the salt-of-the-earth type for sure! |
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