NEPAL | Sunday, 27 April 2008 | Views [143]
The place did have a name but I'm not game enough to try and spell it. At my brothers recommendation (he wants presents) I headed out to the more famous weekend market. I wouldnt have made it there had it not been for Joy's really good directions.
The place was outdoors and absolutely packed with stalls. You could buy anything you wanted here. Literally. From massive lounge sets to little puppies that you put in your shopping basket. There was everything. I spent a lot of time here, but not a lot of money as I wandered around (most times lost) just checking everything out, with the occasional stop to rattle the squirrels cages or a refreshing smoothie from a street stall. I did a little bit of shopping - a couple of polos and shorts. Despite having got them a size up from what I thought (that way its for me, or if too large for will) when I got back to Simon's most of the stuff was way too small. I cant think of any skinny cousins we have so it was a waste of a day. Though next time I'll have a much better idea of whats going on, but still no idea how to get around in the maze of stalls.
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