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On the road to Cuzco

The old lady stands next to the path from Saksaywaman back to Cuzco. I don’t know how old she is, its rather hard to tell. She’s wearing her best clothes and is holding a lama on a rope. As we pass she says something in Quechua, I don’t understand what she says, but the meaning is obvious. We stand next to her to take some pictures. She doesn’t smile. Her eyes are in a bad shape, she probably can’t see much. Seeing the pictures now makes me think of my grandmother, how happy she was after eye surgery, and how this lady probably will never get a chance to see well. We give her 5 soles for the pictures. She feels the coin in her hand, and seems surprised as she recognizes the value. She mumbles words of thank you, tears fill her eyes. 5 soles is just 1 Euro. One of the best Euros I’ve ever spent.

The lady and her lama

The lady and her lama

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European markets

Every Saturday a market is built up and broken down on this multifunctional square in Delft

Not the crashing stock markets. The ones where you go to to actually shop. Although some small European markets do rise out of the ground once a week only to crash at sundown like a Cinderella. A prominent feature of life in a small European country is visiting the markets. Its my weekly ritual, and I try to visit markets everywhere I go. The markets in general and those in a small European country in particular, provide an excellent insight into the local specialities and offer you an opportunity to feel the vibe of the place.

The Cyrillic font above the entrance to this sunny market in the coastal town of Yalta adds a nice touch to the local market experience



No two markets are the same. For example, do people haggle? Is is a mixed food-non food market? Are there many souvenir shops? If so, it might be a tourist trap instead of a genuine local experience. But even souvenir markets are a proxy of the national spirit, as the trashy junk on sale is nevertheless a distant descendant of the traditional fares and dresses.

Some markets are not for the faint of heart

Markets are a crowded and sometimes smelly place. Some are mercifully arranged in sectors, separating the meat and fish sections from the less confronting fares. Fortunately, European markets are less confronting than, say, Peruvian ones, where guinea pigs are sitting in their cages waiting for slaughter next to the live poultry, rabbits and between the small sandwich-and-soup shops.

Spices stall at the Carmel market in Tel Aviv

While slightly less exotic, the markets in Europe are still a hub of sights, sounds and smells. In Holland, of course, the cheese and herring stalls are widely available, both adding to the aroma’s, especially on hot summer days. Markets in Ukraine have a wide selection of home-made pickles, and in the South of Europe you can sense the spices stalls from a far.

These go real well with the Ukrainian pepper vodka

The central attraction of European markets are no doubt the people. The shouting salesmen of wondermops, rugged potato farmers, bakers and fish cleaners blend together with the flow of customers of all colours, ages and sizes into the market experience you shouldn’t miss. Just remember to watch your pockets.

Markets are the place to be for cheap and/or fake fashion



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