Binh Tay Market
Beez Neez now Chy Whella
Big Bear and Pepe Millard
Sat 30 Dec 2017 23:37
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Binh Tay
Market
   On our city tour we bimble through
Chinatown en route to the biggest market in the
city.
 Cross the
road with the now normal Oooooo as we go.
 Wiggle past a fruit and veg shop just
as her delivery arrives.
  At one of the
entrances we were not prepared for what we would get into. The covered,
non-food side of the road houses aisles barely wide
enough for two people to wriggle past each other, the noise is incredible
and as we need nothing, we head back across to the food market.
 Successfully through the sea of motorbikes, we have to bimble through the bike park.
 The smell of billions of dried shrimp hits like a baseball
bat.
  I hold my breath through the dried fish bit.
    I shuddered at the bowl of tripe, shrugged at the black,
thick, gooey stuff, whatever on an ice block
and dried crabs.
 Millions of dried
mushrooms give way to eggs – black, furry, quail, chicken, ancient and
‘unsure in a shell’.
   Baskets,
herbs and spices.
  Fruit and
meat, oh a scooter comes
through.
   Sausages, New Year
stuff and a pot shop.
  We stick our head in the men’s department of a shoe shop. These plastic beauties on sale for seventy five
pounds.
 This chap’s stall
is laden and off he heads to sell his wares.
   Motorbikes have to work
hard here
  This bike may eventually have been the winner with four people still
loading it. This chap barely had room to sit.......
 ..........but
the winner of the day is.........this young lady, and
off at no snail’s pace.
 We head back to
the safety of the bus, admiring the ‘normal’ looking plastics shop.
ALL IN ALL ORGANISED, LOUD,
AROMATIC.......... CHAOS
TYPICAL ASIAN MARKET
MADNESS |