As the sun rises high into the sky you can see the streets and shops come alive in the Bazaar. The steam from food vendors, workshops, and the warm breath of the people filling encompasses the area. Alive with the buzz of voices, the commotion of feet and things happening, its as though the sound rises from the mist and materialises into life. Walking about, rather pushy shopkeeps advertise their goods to passers by, and on occasion sharing a traditional tea. Taking in all the sights, sounds and smells is almost overwhelming and everyone is moving so fast, but in that haze there is a moment where everything becomes still while in motion and the true beauty of this place can be not just understood but also felt, deep down through its several hundred year history. A accidently bump by a passerby brings one back to the moment, to keep moving and travel deeper into the vast network of streets and shops searching for just the thing...
