Easily one of my most favourite things to do in Goa was visiting the Friday market in Mapusa. Few things invigorate me like a market full of fresh produce can. And our visit to this one churned up all kinds of nostalgic and mixed emotions about how far away I am from the simplicity and luxury of this: going to a market this abundant, lush and thriving, where I can buy things straight from the makers/growers themselves.
Le sigh.
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Le ananas, me le ricordo ancora…!
Buon tutto 🙋♀️
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I was in Goa few days back…. but could not visit this market….. though I crossed Mapusa many times….. this seems to be beautiful local market…….
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