One of the very best things about living and traveling abroad are the local markets. I think open-air markets are one of the quickest ways to transport yourself to another culture. Whether it be a Farmer’s Market in Wisconsin, a Bazaar in Egypt, a Flea Market in Turkey, or a Produce Market in Africa – it’s a guaranteed cheap and easy way to spend an exciting afternoon while taking in the sites, sounds and smells of a place. I seek out a local market wherever I go.
Here in Grenada, the most famous market is the Spice Market (I mean, this place is not called “Spice Island” for nothing). As soon as you walk in the battle for your attention begins; “Hey sexy!! Come look here!” “Girly – delicious spices for you!” “Beautiful woman, it takes nothing to look – please come!” – these folks have (obviously) learned that flattery can get you far! Your senses are attacked as you wind in and out of the aisles: vendors hawk their colorful goods in your face, your ears ring with the elevated buzz of buying and selling, and the smells – oh the smells – nutmeg, cinnamon, vanilla, curry and more fill the air – it’s impossible not to feel a little hunger pang.
Now if only I knew what to do with all these spices…hmmmm…
Brittany & Scott
_When two people, with the same life long dream of sailing around the world find each other, there’s only one thing to do… make it happen!
Which is precisely what we, Scott and Brittany, are doing aboard our boat, Rasmus, a Hallberg-Rassy 35 which departed from Chicago September 2010! Follow along at _