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Beijing Silk Market

This non-descript building houses one of Beijing’s great secrets. It’s called the Silk Market. It’s probably called the Silk Market because they sell silk there. Plus hundreds of other items. Want a good place to go where people will pay an enormous amount of attention to you? Actually, as soon as you get away from one, someone else grabs you. Want a good place to get some great knock-offs at fabulous prices? Then the Silk Market is for you. How does the local government feel about companies doing cheap knock-offs in China? There are no copyright laws that I’m aware are being broken.

No Way Food – Beijing

I call it No Way Food because there’s no way I’m going to eat any of this stuff. Some of the delicacies you see here are fried silkworms, fried crickets, fried scorpions and fried snails. There were other wonderful treats as well such as fried snake, frog, lizard and an assortment of testicles of various animals you could sample. There was a point when I simply stopped asking what it was because I wasn’t sure I wanted to know. These lovely items were to be found at some of the 100 stalls at the Night Market.

Night Market – Beijing

It’s the Night Market. Only it’s not quite dark yet. Here, tourists and locals come to sample some really great food (the market is food only) from about 100 vendor stalls located on a street that is right off of a main shopping street. The food was good. The variety was amazing. It was really easy to get a little-of-this at one stall and a little-of-that at another stall. I ate at the market a few times when I was staying nearby. It was also a place where you could get something to eat for a dollar or two, making it a minor economic windfall as well as a fun time.

Farm Market

Saturday morning. What did Ethel and I do? We took off on the scooter and rode over to the local farmer’s market. What did we find? Veggies, what else? Actually, there was also a weekend flea market there. But our main focus was veggies for the stir-fry I was going to fix. Granted, I can get the same veggies cheaper at the local Wal-Mart, But, I need to support the local veggie guys and the 10-20% premium I pay them is a small price for getting to spend a little time with them on Saturdays. My wife says I make good stir-fry. May be I do but my stew, chili and beans are better than my stir-fry. That doesn’t mean that I make bad stir-fry, it just means that my wife likes my brown beans better.

Temple Street Night Market

The Temple Street Night Market was a real treat. It was also a necessary treat. I got there at dusk. I had to buy another daypack as the one I bought at Wal-Mart for $10 gave up the ghost on me and started coming apart. I got a nice new spiffy one for $20, not the best price in the world. I should have bought the pack back in Siem Reap, Cambodia where they had more really good looking packs than I could shake a stick at and prices that would make a banker slobber. Unfortunately, my daypack decided to start coming apart in Hong Kong.

Hong Kong Flower Market

It was the Hong Kong Flower Market. It was quite large. There were lots of people shopping for flowers. Too bad I had no place to put them. I also got to see the Hong Kong Bird Market which was located adjacent to the flower market. There were lots of nice flowers and birds. Another interesting thing about the markets was that when I left, I took the bus in the wrong direction and got to see miles and miles of Hong Kong that I wouldn’t have seen otherwise. When I figured it out, I got off the bus in a neighborhood where no one spoke English. That was fun.

Lunch At Market

This is one of the food markets near Little India in Singapore. If you look closely, you will see that there are a lot of stalls in the market. Each one is an independent restaurant. Each one may serve a different fare. There were hundreds fo people eating lunch at the market from the dozens of different food vendors. I had lunch there. I was the only chubby white boy I saw while I was there. If there’s one thing that I feel says a person has "arrived" as a tourist it’s that the person is the only person of their racial or ethnic persuasion having lunch in an area filled with hundreds of other diners.

KL Chinese Market

It’s the Chinese Market in Kuala Lumpur. It’s where I go to visit the man who sells 20 or 30 types of fresh fruit, each in a bag and each costing 30 cents. Usually I get one bag or even two and perhaps, on a bad day, three. There are other things for sale here. You can get a Rolex watch, a Ralph Lauren Polo shirt, a Gucci handbag or some really upscale tennis shoes. None of them are, of course, real but, all of them are at some really fantastic prices. How long will any of these products hang together? I don’t know, I just go there for the fresh fruit, the Kebabs and to watch the tourists and the locals mix-it-up.

Malaysian Lunch

This was my lunch at the Kuala Lumpur Central Market Food Court. I ate there reguarly. There were ten or so restaurants that offered all kinds of wonderful non-western dishes. No pizza, fried chicken or burgers. No beer. Just good old noodles and veggies and strange looking concoctions that smelled funny and tasted yummy, yummy, yummy. This was white rice and chicken curry, sans the chicken. It cost me 1 ringot, about 30 cents. Was it good? It was yummy, yummy, yummy. I almost wanted to give the guy 2 ringots for it, it was so good.

Chiang Mai Night Market

They hadd a lovely and very active night market in Chiang Mai. Actually, they seemed to have lovely and active night markets everywhere I went, I just had to ask where they were held.

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