Inle Market
Beez Neez now Chy Whella
Big Bear and Pepe Millard
Tue 5 Dec 2017 22:57
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Lake Inle
Market
 We left
the ladies weaving and headed for the market. This daily, land based event used
to be a floating market, very popular with tourists and locals alike, as we drew
closer we could see loads of
longtails, but first, through the official entrance made from bamboo
poles.
  Passing a parking
attendant and chugging slowly in between to very long jetties chocker
block with stalls and tourists. I
could easily have asked our driver, Udin to turn around and get away from the
madness but Bear said we should bimble the market proper, beyond the jetties.
 We parked against
the left hand jetty, in line with lots of other boats and off we went.
  We ran the gauntlet of stalls selling what has become all too familiar
“you look see” “very good price” “lucky money for first buy you”, smiling
sweetly on we went.
   A builders yard made for a nice
change, roof panels, wall panels and bamboo poles.
 Over a little bridge, passing a few more stalls and we were in the market ‘proper’ as
Bear had said.
  Flower
sellers.
  Baskets and
restaurant.
 Not sure what’s
cooking in the pots, some of it smelt quite dodgy and Bear
thought one pot contained soup until I pointed out that it was the washing up
bowl..........
  A butcher
turning over a brisk trade.
   A smartly dressed
butcheress, very competent with her sharp
cleaver.
  Meat stroke
fishmonger with a natty ginger
beard.
  A lady
not-to-be-messed-with had lovely looking
fish.
  A singing chicken
butcheress, while she worked with a very dodgy bag of
goings-on........
  The local twice-fried-biscuity-things don’t taste of much and a tractor coming through.
 Heavy negotiating at one fishmongers.
  A handsome fish
in front of this chap and a young lad stringing his
wares in eights.
  Tomato
stall, we had expected to see thousands of tomatoes for sale
not just this pile, in fact, vegetable alley wasn’t
up to much at all, whether that happens earlier in the day we are not
sure.
  Engine maintenance
and tissue box covers.
   Passing so many
stalls.
 The locals car
park.
  We clambered back aboard
and Bear got a closer look at the longtail
motors.
 Udin handed over the five pence
parking charge to the attendant and off we
went.
ALL IN ALL A HIVE OF
ACTIVITY
PITY ABOUT THE GROCKLE
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