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Adjoining the Blue Butterfly period restaurant was this tiny street cafe. It appeared to be a tea shack, judging at what the guys were drinking. Not the best thing to do but in an impulse I suddenly took my Samsung Galaxy Note 3 out of my pocket, aimed and shot this picture. No even as much as even looked up or even batted an eyelid. Stoned? I thought. Maybe they were just day dreaming! Again, I wonder if they had been so cool about it if I had had my large Nikon dSLR with me. This was the first trip where I was using my cellphone camera so extensively, and I think I am beginning to like it- it is invaluable for casual snapshot photography. (Hanoi, Vietnam, Oct./ Nov. 2016)
Built on the corner of Seymour and Neil Streets in the provincial city of Ballarat, this former butcher's shop would have been erected in the early 1900s.
Built of red brick, the shop still has its signs with the lettering clearly cut into stone. On the upper panes of its windows, 1930s signs painted in brilliant red and cobalt blue advertising ox beef, corned beef and choice veal are still clear, if a little faded by the passing years. It also has its original white tile panels with black tile chequered detailing around the windows and corner door. The shop still boasts a very original interior, with high ceilings of pressed tin, weatherboard walls and windows of dark blue and lime and bottle green dimpled glass.
No longer the local butchers, the shop today functions as a studio for a local artist who has embraced the shop's original function and its history by hanging her works from the original meat hooks that hang from a rail along both the Neil and Seymour Street facades.
Built on the corner of Seymour and Neil Streets in the provincial city of Ballarat, this former butcher's shop would have been erected in the early 1900s.
Built of red brick, the shop still has its signs with the lettering clearly cut into stone. On the upper panes of its windows, 1930s signs painted in brilliant red and cobalt blue advertising ox beef, corned beef and choice veal are still clear, if a little faded by the passing years. It also has its original white tile panels with black tile chequered detailing around the windows and corner door. The shop still boasts a very original interior, with high ceilings of pressed tin, weatherboard walls and windows of dark blue and lime and bottle green dimpled glass.
No longer the local butchers, the shop today functions as a studio for a local artist who has embraced the shop's original function and its history by hanging her works from the original meat hooks that hang from a rail along both the Neil and Seymour Street facades.
I didn't realize it at that time, but my pedicab driver stopped here and said market, big. I later found on the web that this is actually the Dong Xuan Market, the largest of its kind in Hanoi. This sprawling complex has several floors of fashion, apparel and souvenirs at some of the best prices in the city. Even if you’re not interested in printed T-shirts or cheap sunglasses, it is still fascinating to see the comings and goings of the local traders, and there is a wet market on the ground floor where the sights and smells of exotic produce assault the senses. (Hanoi, Vietnam, Oct./ Nov. 2016)
Still open for business. The owner came out and talked to me briefly right after I pulled up.
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Built on the corner of Seymour and Neil Streets in the provincial city of Ballarat, this former butcher's shop would have been erected in the early 1900s.
Built of red brick, the shop still has its signs with the lettering clearly cut into stone. On the upper panes of its windows, 1930s signs painted in brilliant red and cobalt blue advertising ox beef, corned beef and choice veal are still clear, if a little faded by the passing years. It also has its original white tile panels with black tile chequered detailing around the windows and corner door. The shop still boasts a very original interior, with high ceilings of pressed tin, weatherboard walls and windows of dark blue and lime and bottle green dimpled glass.
No longer the local butchers, the shop today functions as a studio for a local artist who has embraced the shop's original function and its history by hanging her works from the original meat hooks that hang from a rail along both the Neil and Seymour Street facades.
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The nice lady pours out a cup of top notch and ultra strong Vietnamese weasel coffee, something I so desperately needed at that time. I decided to treat my pedicab driver to a cup too, for after all the poor chap has been pedaling me around all this while. The coffee lady could fortunately speak a few words in English, and although there was little I could talk to her by way of conversation, at least it was a relief to not rely entirely on hand gestures, pointing and miming to get one's point across! (Hanoi, Vietnam, Oct./ Nov. 2016)
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So here is a closer look at the erstwhile Amritsar Town Hall- it was closed at the time. The building now houses the Partition Museum, a fascinating collection of records and documents pertaining to the partition of India into India and Pakistan back in 1947. More on that later in this album.The Amritsar Town Hall was completed in 1870 and the building of the Government School in its neighbourhood was completed in 1873. Other historic buildings in the area, but outside the walled city are the Railway Station, constructed in 1859, and the District Courts and the Treasury in 1876. (Amritsar, Punjab, northern India, Nov. 2017)
The Hanoi spice girls! Something my pedicab driver said made me turn around. He was gesticulating towards the stores on this street we had just turned into and was constantly touching his nose. Sure enough, we were in the Spice Street. The sheer spice aroma wafting around all over the street was indeed an enriching olfactory experience! My pedicab driver wanted to stop here as well, but I urged him on. Indian and Vietnamese cooking may not exactly match, in terms of favour and spice, so communicating with the sellers to try and find the right spices would have been quite a chore. And at any rate, I had places to go to, so it would have been pretty inconvenient to carry a bag full of aromatic spices all round the country and then to India, by which time the spices would have lost much of their aroma anyway. (Hanoi, Vietnam, Oct./ Nov. 2016)
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This sign is in excellent condition and only slightly faded. The store looked closed but it almost appears this sign was restored??
Another look at the large Dong Xuan Market market in the Hanoi old quarter. And no, I did not go in, as my driver guide was not very clear in describing the place to me, thanks to the language barrier. He said both market, big, museum. Now market or museum? At any rate, after a long, long day that what started at 05:30 the previous day, followed by a red eye flight, and sleep deprived till 16:00 now, it had been nearly 24hr without sleep, and I was totally pooped, so I simply waved him to move on. At any rate, I still had to find the jeans I mentioned earlier, so that was a mission still not accomplished and which needed looking into. (Hanoi, Vietnam, Oct./ Nov. 2016)
Vietnam is one of the major coffee producers in the world, and it was estimated that coffee ranks second in terms of value among agricultural exports from Vietnam, the first being rice. So here is a display of various kinds of Vietnamese coffee. Both the lady running the stall, and my pedicab driver insisted that I try the weasel coffee. Now I've had civet coffee in the Philippines in 2013, and as an animal lover, am not too comfortable the way these animals are treated during the course of the coffee production, but a cup of ultra strong coffee was desperately called for, and for that, I thought weasel coffee would be the best option. And the powder was right there anyway, so why not? (Hanoi, Vietnam, Oct./ Nov. 2016)
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The caffeine fix was most welcome, I do not remember now if I went for a second cup. I'd heard so much about Vietnamese coffee, and the coffee I had drunk had been so good that I decided to make a purchase. Weasel coffee was what the lady was pointing too all the time, and which I finally decided to buy. And despite the scores of pre- packed coffee packs sitting on the shelf, the nice lady insisted on grinding some freshly for me. And so here she is, grinding up the weasel coffee for me. I bought two packets. (Hanoi, Vietnam, Oct./ Nov. 2016)
It's been a long time since I've seen parking in front of the store.
This Piggly Wiggly is a survivor, it took me back to my childhood.
all the sights from the meat cases to the checkouts.
We'll be guests of this small town for the next month, I look forward to visiting many times.
Typical street scene in the Hanoi old quarter, taken from on board the pedicab. Traffic is relatively light due to the time of the day. Narrow streets, period French style buildings, almost invariably painted yellow or shades of it, period mom and pop stores, and all set to a grid pattern. That's the Hanoi old quarter. Exotic and interesting. All shop signs here, and indeed all over Vietnam, were completely in Vietnamese, no English whatsoever. (Hanoi, Vietnam, Oct./ Nov. 2016)
"Unacceptance", 7.31.14 posted @ thefinal90days.blogspot.com
"Today I feel that I simply cannot let go. It's just not working to look over the items in the store to decide which ones to discount and clear out, what to donate, toss or keep. I can't keep the business that was so very different years ago; many variables have changes of shoppers, the seasonal nature of this area, the economy, store expenses, etc. I've had my time; years; chances; opportunities. Maybe this wasn't my forte. Maybe I wasn't as good at being a proprietor as I thought. Maybe I should have moved on years ago and perhaps this is for the best.
And yet.....I can say all that and still want to go rip down the 50% off signs. I want to tear up the "Here's how to reach me" cards I printed up for my favorite people that I don't want to lose touch with. I want to stop hurting everyday; to not need to force back the tears that rise up during so many conversations, and I want to stop feeling like a piece of me is breaking inside. I want a chance to restructure; to tweak what I see needs changing; to sort out the slower selling items and perhaps focus on fewer of the most desirable things. I want to explain to the other half that now I see where some things need to be different, maybe that I didn't "get" before. Perhaps as I'm weeding out products and categories I've suddenly seen the light and would know how to reopen next spring better, more streamlined, profitable.
But despite what I think I see as possibilities I realize it's not just my choice. And, I've had time to try and improve the business over the last few years so if I could wouldn't it already have happened? Now there is some bitterness and I believe, jealousy over the time and money issues, so the chance to rebuild has likely passed me by. I thought I did everything I could but rather than accept this ending gracefully I'm still hoping for another chance. And yet, my time has likely run out here."
Another of the Hanoi Spice Girls in the spice lane in the Hanoi old quarter. The sheer aroma of fresh spices down that road made for a rich olfactory experience! I could not buy any though, for reasons I have explained in my previous caption. This one appeared to be the more grumpy of the local Vietnamese ladies I had seen so far (and I have been in the country only a couple of hours). Almost all other ladies, especially the one at immigration and the ones in the hotel, had been super friendly. (Hanoi, Vietnam, Oct./ Nov. 2016)
Further down the road, on the pedestrianized way to the Harmandir Sahib or Golden Temple is this statue of Madan Lal Dhingra. Considered a freedom fighter by the locals, Dhingra was 'martyred' (hanged) by the British after he killed a British professor who was discriminating against Indian students on racial grounds. A close view of the events as displayed on the statue pedestal appears immediately after this. (see next caption). (Amritsar, Punjab, northern India, Nov. 2017)
A clothing store in the Hanoi old quarter, and no, they did not have the jeans I was looking for. I did not stop here at this point of time, but after the ride, seeing me walking around looking for a store selling jeans, my good pedicab driver picked me up again and gave me a free ride back to this shop. But no, they seemed to specialize in all other forms of clothing other than jeans. (Hanoi, Vietnam, Oct./ Nov. 2016)
The Hall Bazaar street ends at the Town Hall, which now houses the Partition Museum. More on that museum later, but notes about the Town Hall appear in the next captions. We have just passed under another gate at this end of the Hall Bazaar- the entrance had been through the Hall/ Gandhi Gate. (see previous pictures)- pictures of this exit gate appear later in this album. I had successfully picked up a pair of original Samsung headphones in a store in Hall Bazaar, as the one I had picked while coming from Dubai had been absolute crap. Well, I was one happy puppy thanks to that, and was looking forward to enjoying the rest of our walk towards the Harmandir Sahib,or Golden Temple as it is more commonly referred to. (Amritsar, Punjab, northern India, Nov. 2017)
One of the first local businesses I remember checking out when I moved to Tallahassee. I received my first exposure to the rich diversity of religious faiths and cultural traditions around the world during the many Saturday afternoons I spent here during my teens. I would also occasionally get a free aura reading from a really cute employee who was there at the time. I wish I knew what happened to her.
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As we drive past and out of the inner city areas, I spotted this store which seems to specialize only in tablets, epitaphs and memorial plaques. I could not see any coffins around though, so they probably specialize in grave stones and epitaphs. I may be totally off the mark here, but all signs were in Vietnamese so I could not make out what it was. In a similar vein, while walking around the Hanoi old quarter a few days earlier, I had noticed a store advertising Ho Chi Minh and communist era posters. I did not stick my head in, but was wondering if these were to pay respect or merely for home decoration. Being in the North of the country, it was probably the former, but I was surprised to note that in Vietnam, even in the Communist north, not everyone is happy with communist ideology. (Hanoi, Vietnam, Oct./ Nov. 2016)
Household goods street in the Hanoi old quarter actually appeared to be a side street connecting two of the main streets of the grid. There were two shops we could see, both were pretty cluttered up front, like seen here, and contained a mish mash of cooking pots, kitchen utensils and lots of metal racks and shelves. (Hanoi, Vietnam, Oct./ Nov. 2016)
A larger than life statue of Ranjit Singh stands proudly outside the Amritsar Town Hall/ Partition Museum. He is considered largely responsible for what Punjab is today. Maharaja Ranjit Singh (circa 1780 –1839) was the leader of the Sikh Empire, which ruled the northwest Indian subcontinent in the early half of the 19th century. He survived smallpox in infancy but lost sight in his left eye. He fought his first battle alongside his father at age 10. After his father died, he fought several wars to expel the Afghans in his teenage years and was proclaimed as the "Maharaja of Punjab" at age 21.His empire grew in the Punjab region under his leadership through 1839. (Amritsar, Punjab, northern India, Nov. 2017)
Sioni village, located just before the reservoir is a popular recreational area with several guest houses, cafes and stuff, though I didn't notice that many tourists about. It was probably mostly for local tourists. I took a couple of shots of this fresh vegetable store in the village, largely because I loved those strings of red hot chilly peppers! I also loved the orderly displays of fresh vegetables on the counter. The Azarbeijan owner of this veggie stall was joking with me rather loudly- I thought he was shouting at me and asking me not to take pictures! With his broken English, my English taxi driver said he was joking saying I should get down and buy something from him if I want to take a picture! I now wish I had got out and shaken his hand and had greeted him properly! Too late now. People in Georgia are super friendly, though language is a big issue. And just like the Arabs, some of them have pretty loud voices, you your first fear is that they are shouting at you, even if there are merely being nice or are joking! (Sioni Lake, Kakheti region, Georgia, Sept. 2016)
Here is a row of shops selling general merchandise in the Hanoi old quarter. The typical store front displays reminded me of the smaller towns back home in my native India. This row of shops sell shoes, toys and general merchandise and phone accessories. In the older days, there were streets in the Hanoi old quarter specializing in specific types of merchandise, but those days are long gone now, at least for the most part. (Hanoi, Vietnam, Oct./ Nov. 2016)
A shopping cart stands alone in a contemporary hallway, adjacent to a wooden bench. The space features ambient lighting and people in the background, adding to the lively atmosphere.
~ I was out food shopping this afternoon, especially needed to buy some atta~chapatti flour, and had a browse round the world food section in Tesco; it always amuses me when I see the few metres of shelving packed full of Asian foodstuffs, when the Asian stores are so full of mostly imported Asian foodstuffs, that the aisles are normally very narrow! I hope to take you on a tour of the Asian stores soon.