Women. In Front of the Iron Market, Cap Haitien, Rues K & 11, Haiti
I like this photo as there is only one man in it. This street market takes you to the downtown "Iron Market" built in the 1930's. This is where you come for all your fresh food - 12 city blocks. Every morning, these vendors - all women, move their produce onto the streets and into the market - no small feat. Men help and men work here, but these women do the lion's share of the work by far and it is serious heavy lifting... and then the selling, all day in the heat and sun. At the end of the day, they pack it all up, move it and do it again the next day... seven days a week. This shot was taken at 7:15 AM. The women set up just after sunrise... by 10:00 AM it's hard to walk through here... but the sights, the sounds, the smell... 2 much fun...
Haitian women don't sit around. They raise their families and then get after it outside the home also... they literally more than pull their weight. I do enjoy walking through here at least once every couple of weeks and suffering their friendly (mostly) cajoling...
Women. In Front of the Iron Market, Cap Haitien, Rues K & 11, Haiti
I like this photo as there is only one man in it. This street market takes you to the downtown "Iron Market" built in the 1930's. This is where you come for all your fresh food - 12 city blocks. Every morning, these vendors - all women, move their produce onto the streets and into the market - no small feat. Men help and men work here, but these women do the lion's share of the work by far and it is serious heavy lifting... and then the selling, all day in the heat and sun. At the end of the day, they pack it all up, move it and do it again the next day... seven days a week. This shot was taken at 7:15 AM. The women set up just after sunrise... by 10:00 AM it's hard to walk through here... but the sights, the sounds, the smell... 2 much fun...
Haitian women don't sit around. They raise their families and then get after it outside the home also... they literally more than pull their weight. I do enjoy walking through here at least once every couple of weeks and suffering their friendly (mostly) cajoling...