To Market, To Market

Last Sunday afternoon, we went to the Fish Market. It was full of people (I suspect mostly tourists) trying to get the freshest, cheapest seafood and enjoying a scrumptious meal on the deck facing the boats. We scrutinised all the stalls and bought a seafood platter, some sashimi and some grilled seafood kebabs. Getting a table was a bigger challenge, we finally found one to share at the end of the deck and quickly settled down to the spread. We were stuffed to the gills and slowly made our way to our next stop - the casino.

We took out our capital outlay of the grand sum of $1 apiece and proceeded to try our luck at the 5 cent slot machine. I won 65 cents on my $1 capital, if my capital outlay was $100, I would have made $65, well but it wasn't. So with the fantastic statistics on my return on investment, we left the casino and hopped on the tram.

The tram made its way to the fruit and vegetable market where we got off to get our weekly supply of cheap and fresh veggies. It was a riot of colours with red and yellow peppers, purple eggplants, fresh green leafy veggies, pinkish-orange sweet potatoes, red tomatoes, sweet smelling mangoes, fuzzy peaches, red and yellow-speckled nectarines, deep maroon plums, seedless grapes... We jostled with the best of them, picked and chose our wares. The heckles of the stallholders, trying to attract customers with their competing shouts. It was a hive of activity, a riot of colours and smells. I love going to the fruit and veggies market, and I'm making sure I am getting the necessary intake.