3/25 Nyoung and the Market

I was roped into a motorcycle ride to the market today.   Nyoung, a 49 year old man with two kids and book full of passport photos and references, drove me what must of been half a kilometer. He then took my arm and walked me across a six lane very daunting round-a-bout.  It was a bit strange and uncomfortable but really just funny.  We walked through the enclosed tightly packed clean and very organized market - mostly clothes, strange food, knock off perfume, jewelry, and shoes.  He sat me down on a little plastic stool designed for a two year old.  A pushy but smiley girl manically pulled out shoe after shoe shoving them on to my feet.  I was sick of walking on overpriced cardboard.  These seemed to have a little cushion.  Bargained a bit.  Then Nyoung took my arm again and led me back through the bikes insisting on a city tour.  I decided I wanted to wander the market alone.  Gave him a few thousand Dong and braved the round-a-bout alone.