Market...

I always loved markets! Since i was a child that i'm used to go to market with my mother. It was a moment of joy, full of colors, smells and good vibrations. The people selling have a natural simphaty that conquers you at first sight. They show their products proudly and the conversationa is familiar.

Here it isn't different. They even start to call you friend! In the majority the market is constitued by women and sometimes children. They arrive early and go back home in the afternoon. Every day they chat, they sell and try to do their best to go home with much profit as possible. I go there almost everyday and i try to alternate were i buy the vegetables. So that each day i can "help" different people.

Bin cumpra!