Cherry-Ann and I went to the Bourda market on our bikes. Reminded me much about the Indian markets. It was crowded enough that we could not ride. We got off the bike and started weaving thru the melee of people. In between, a car would inch along. Funnily enough, somebody would get down from the car and start shopping. And all this time the car would be sitting there with all traffic behind would be stuck. Nobody honked!! They knew what they were bargaining for when they drove into that street.

There were shops of all kinds there – mostly focusing on vegetables and fruits and such. We stopped at a spot to grab a drink and snacks. I had the sugarcane juice!