Warorot Market, Chiang Mai, Thailand, July 2004

Many people, especially elderly women, go to and from market on foot or in a trishaw, sometimes called a peddleshaw.  Our first man is waiting for a customer in front of a Chinese temple.

Our second man is hard at work schlepping around a customer and her grocery bags.

While our third man takes a break with a book

Vicki and I typically take a song thaew, a red, covered pickup with seats on the sides that functions as a share taxi.  Here's a picture or two of them, side by side.

Now for the market vendors.  This vendor works near the wet gutter.

While another is successful enough to have her own cart.

A third eats too many betel nuts, leading to those dark red teeth.

This one lays out her roots and tubers on the sidewalk.

And finally the red lady tends to her durians.

The Lonely Planet says durians look like shit, smell like shit, and taste like shit, and suggest eating durian ice cream.  The result still smells like shit and tastes like shit, but it looks like ice cream.  Vicki and I like durians, and suppose this red lady vendor above, with her durians below, would too.  These cost about 50 baht, or US$ 1.25.  You eat most of the yellow fruit inside the husk.

Most tourists get a kick out of this next stall, which sells beetles, slugs, and other insects.  They're typically deep-fried, full of protein, not bad at all.

Another vendor sells worms,

still another sells bright Dragon fruit,

and another sells fish.  No one would buy it without the smeared blood, showing it was just killed.

Paul took this picture from inside a flower stall,

and this picture from behind a girl carrying home large bouquets.

Finally, here's the street leading to the market itself, with bright colors and Thai script on the signs.  What do all those signs say?

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