Every Sunday there is a farmer's market in San Rafael - the town at the bottom of the mountain. So much fun and so much fruit! Would you like 20 oranges? Well, that'll be $3 please. A coconut with a straw to drink the milk? 60 cents. How about a carrot as big as your forearm? Or a zillion green mangoes? Or fresh honey in a recycled whiskey bottle? Yeah, you can find all of that.
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Overview of the market. |
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I love oranges. All the oranges. Every day. |
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Fresh pupusas. |
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It's bigger than my hands. And mouth. And head. |
Pictures courtesy of Meghan :-)
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