Ok, so you've guessed by the title of this post that I'm a few days late in posting. Nevertheless, on Friday I went to the eponymously titled market. It's so big that no matter where you are in the country, if you get in a cab and say 'Friday Market' they know exactly where you mean. It's clearly evolved from some very traditional Middle Eastern market from years gone by, but still retains the charm of it's assumed original form, and the choice? My word, the choice!! There was very little that I didn't see for sale, it was vast and incredibly well organised. Where once were (I again assume) tarpaulins and canvas canopies there are now purpose built metal canopies covering section after section, metre after metre. There is a vast array of clothes, shoes, watches, sunglasses, purses, bags, wallets, perfumes, jewellery- all famous brands and designs- most of dubious authenticity, but the most convincing fakes I've ever seen. And this is just the f...
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