They do this every day. Ya’d think….

Easy enough to explain: a clothes vendor in the feria, or outdoor market, transporting the whole setup. Still, a bit disconcerting.

Thursday is street market day in Atlántida. I traversed its length at the end of an unusually long beach walk with the dog, balm in a stressful week.

Packing the VW Bus with unsold shoes.

Oopa—gotta get that mannequin out of the way.

And of course chat for a bit.

That one produce vendor in the outdoor market, less than 48 hours ago, where you didn’t have to take a number and wait?

Perhaps other people knew something you didn’t.