Pasar Malam

There is a big pasar malam or night market every Tuesday night a whiles away from my dad's place. The colours and the smells and the people ... it's crazy but kinda fun too. All the food smelled sooo delicious and the fruits were such vibrant shades of red, green, yellow and orange, shining under the golden lights powered by smoking diesel generators. Fresh fish on ice, their eyes dull but their scales glistening. Hot, bubbling, syrupy oil deep frying tasty treats. The crush of people. A visual and olfactory feast. Love it.