Street market in BH

I won’t write about terrible things back home. Probably, the universe decided, that also this kind of stuff had to be part of my learning journey. Certainly, what I resently learned in Dragon Dreaming helped to deal with it. Kept me put the most part of the day… internet is not guaranteed, thus for now I needed the facilities of the hotel. 

On Sundays, they close off the 6-lane-ringroad for more then a mile for an handcrafts market. It started right under the balcony of my room. I heard them putting up the market booths during the night. Right after breakfast, I strolled over the market. 4 lanes for over a mile. Quite a show! There are some kind of sections: jewlery art, (small) furniture, leather, woole, shoes, cloths, organic cloths, all the things for children, paintings, carvings, organic cosmetics, organic food, you name it, you’ll find it. Got a little bag for my earbugs and one for my colour pencils. And back I went.

Skipped lunch for the works. At dinnertime I jumped around the corner for a quick bite, and back in the hotel I packed my stuff for the next trip.