Now anyone who was traveled to countries that lack mega/super/one-stop markets surely takes the same pleasure that I did in the Mercado Central (central market) that each town had, where vendors in stalls sell everything from produce to small electronics to sewing services. The markets in South America had rows and rows of fresh juice stalls with stools to sit and sip your drink, and all sorts of different looking produce. Our favorite new fruit is called the chirimoya. Instead of trying to describe it, just plan on trying it if you ever get a chance.
Belatedly, distracted as I was by the deliciousness around me, I thought I
sensed dozens of smiles aimed in my direction. Conjuring a cheek-stretcher myself, I prepared to greet these new friends...and almost peed my pants instead:
Good thing the next area was full of fresh flowers.