4 hours at the outdoor market with Sandy and Cindi. At points I would Pray for Death, Sho Kosugi style. Shopping as an endurance sport is really not my raison de etre. I can hang for an hour or two, but after that I start hating with death-eyes the random people who bump into me.
"Beware of Pick Pocketing" signs were everywhere.
The Snider girls in their native environment.
Sandy partakes of the stall food stuffs.
Coconut water, direct from the manufacturer.
Sandy's haul. So happy.
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