Saturday was Labour Day, a public holiday but they don’t roll them forward to weekdays here. We went to one of local markets on the taxi bus. Two ladies were kind enough to show us the way to the market once we got off the bus. En route we were stopped by police asking us to identify ourselves- fairly common when you’re travelling in a car/taxi etc but less common on foot but we all had id with us so were allowed to continue. There was a large group of people sitting by the side of the road who we assume didn’t.
The market was bustling. It was an open air market covering several streets. The traders were arranged into sections according to what they were selling. Fruit and veg in one section, random hardware in another, clothing in another, meat in another and so on! We were a tourist attraction for the locals, particularly the children and ended up with a large crowd of kids following us. At one point when we were in the clothing section it started to rain. I have never seen so many people move with such determination so quickly to pack up their goods. The rain never really materialised and they were back trading very quickly. We managed to negotiate buying a few bananas between us but were very glad we didn’t have to rely on our Kinyarwanda and bartering skills to do the weekly shop!
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