Even the tourist market area was deserted.
as I came back from my walk around the sugar fields, I was watching a woman blow smoke down the poultry, I know a thing or two about hashish like its used to keep Camels calm in transit on the back of vehicles, with that in my mind I asked A guy: why was she putting the birds beak in her mouth?
no fly away he said , and looked at me as if I was dumb, so at that I thought this old gall has real bad breath or she is on the ganja, and i got my pocket camera out to take a photo but the battery was dead, so its another must photo for next week, unless the cops raid the place after seeing this blog. they are having a clampdown on drugs here, and if its true what the papers say there will be more cops in Jail than thieves,
Hello and where are you off to to so early in the morning. as I stopped to take this photo there was two in the window frame. you can just see the paw of the camera shy one.
I just love these old houses and balconies they all look so sad and unloved, like the people are dead inside of them.
No open front entrance to this one they live around the back,
One on a donkey four on a bike and they wonder why there are so many accidents.
2 on 2 donkeys plus cart plus 2 ton of cement
the kids will be late for school today, they have to help pull the balloon down.
this blog is carried on