This morning we did what we most love to do when we travel: we found our way to the markets. People usually ask me what kinds of things we do -- do we visit museums, for instance -- but this is what we do. We check out the markets and we try to eat all the local food we can find.
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| one of Marc's art shots -- eggplants and a beautiful wedge of pumpkin |
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| banana market |
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| Buddha watches over all |
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| fish market stall |
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| smaller fish market stall, right on the water |
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| A big street along the water front. It feels like this to be in Galle. |
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| vegetables |
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| more vegetables |
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| the pineapple lady |
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| punkins |
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| mango slices, salted and sprinkled with chili -- SO good! |
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| spice shack -- lots of turmeric there in front |
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| or just buy spices already ground |
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| a tailor's shop -- I just loved the turquoise color and the falling-apartness of it |
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| tuk-tuk and an ox cart |
It's hot and steamy here this morning, so we're walking and resting, walking and stopping, eating and resting, repeat. We went to a tiny little cafe along the rampart in Galle Fort for lunch today and shared a wonderful kotthu roti with chicken and egg and veg:
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| this is so so good. I can't wait for Marc to learn how to make it for me. |
Galle is a really great city; I can understand how the place works, I have a sense of what it is to live here. Galle Fort is a good bit touristy, like a smaller and quieter French Quarter, somehow, though not nearly as trashy. There are a lot of museums here if that's your thing!
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