So many colors and textures at the Mercado Benito Juarez in Puerto Escondido, Mexico.
The meat aisles smelled of fresh blood. I didn’t quite have the courage to take close ups. There were heads.
Hydra was drawn to music playing across the street and we went out and stood and watched. There was a lot of traffic on the narrow street, and people lined up in the little strip of shade on the opposite side.
Selling little custardy looking desserts.
Gorgeous herbs on offer.
Lovely woman operating a row of masa-making machines.
Honey vendor. He has a huge honeycomb in his wheel barrow.
Dana talked to and videotaped this colorful American ex-pat.
Father and daughter enjoying a little people watching together. Great place for it.
And we pause for a juice break. That’s one of the best things about this trip…the abundance of inexpensive fresh juice. Kitty has toronja (grapefruit), Hydra’s naranja (orange) waits for him while he videotapes, and I have made considerable progress on my sandia (watermelon). Yes, wow. A huge serving of juice for a little over $2. There is no Jamba Juice in this town.