The market is the place to go to not only buy fruits and veggies, but everything! From clothes to curtains to electronics and toys, some of their wares aren’t very good quality, but they’re cheap. The stench is horrible as the intense sun beats down on the stinking mud—mud filled with rotten vegetables and manure from the market’s “garbage collectors”: goats, sheep, and cows. And I can’t forget the nauseating smell of the fish, the strongest smell in the whole market. People are everywhere—jostling; arguing; calling out prices; and when I am around, exclaiming “Mzungu!” (white person!). One could easily get lost. There are so many people that the road narrows to only one lane of halting traffic on market days. There are many areas of the market: there’s the tomato row, the cabbage place, the watermelon section, the onion lane, etc.—proves the point that “birds of a feather, flock together.”
Written by: Breanne S.
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