Swedru Market

Early this morning we woke up and boarded the bus to go to Swedru, a local village about 30 minutes away from Winneba. In Swedru we visited a street market, where locals sold goods. We pulled into a dirty square parking lot, where other cars were parked. Heaps of yams fill the parking lot, women sitting beside them, eager to sell. Quickly one of the locals led us to the 100 aisle of shops. Tightly packed shacks filled the space around me with inches between them to walk. Smells of rotten fish and must filled the air. I came close to being sick. "Come Obruni, come" yelled the older women from the openings of their shacks. In these markets we bargained to get such goods as cloth, fabric, and bracelets. The scents of fish and must bring back vivid images of this extraordinary experience.