Monkeying at the wet market with my gems
We patronise wet markets on a typical weekend morning . It’s something I love doing because it’s very, hmm, real. They are real, the place, the vibe, the smell, the crowd, they are real. I feel rooted with a great sense of belonging. It feels familiar, warm and close to the heart. They serve good food, often better than those restaurants with winning chefs. The hawkers cherish friendships and share their life stories. Everyone there has a story and everyone there loves telling stories. The market is an interesting place, more interesting than the malls, I assure you.
Besides the good food, the kids get to learn so much from just doing marketing. Maybe I should write a post about kids and marketing, and what they can get out of it! Yea, I should, no?
But today, I just want to share some pictures of my gems monkeying at the market! Again, Sonia had so much fun running and jumping about the spacious court yard (is that what you call that space) behind the market. I wanted to take some nice shots of Arnold too, but he wasn’t any bit interested. He’s more obsessed with food and pictures of food.