Saturday, 28 July 2007
The Market. Memories of Vietnam
Markets were normally women's domains and I never went shopping there under usual circumstances. At times though living on small military bases I would get tired of the food which was more or less the same menu repeated every week. I would then visit the local market and buy whatevere took my fancy. I seldom saw other men there and never any Americans. I always found them fascinating. Everthing was very fresh. The average Vietnamese didn't have a fridge, often no electricity, and no means of keeping anything.
I do remember hurrying down a street one day going through Tan Dinh, slipping on some tomatoes, and coming down on the vendors vegetables, and having a row about paying for her damaged goods. As a foreigner I was always wrong in any case.