As any reader of this blog knows, I do love my trips to the markets in the Middle East. Friday morning I found myself at a Clothing Market. What an amazing place. It was about a half mile long area filled with stall after stall of used clothing, shoes, fruits, vegetables and the smells and sounds of the people, the cooked kabobs, and the traffic. I managed to "escape" with only two vests and a set of beads. Thanks goodness I only had one hour between games.