Saturday morning. The bane of my existence. The black to my white. The antagonist of my entirety. You’re so evil that you defeated my roommate on this particular Saturday. But it is all for the experience and you will not get the best of me.
Every Saturday morning, entrenched in downtown St. Pete, local food enthusiasts gather and put up tents to sell their homemade flavors from across the world. Practically every booth has a sampling of their product and not one of them is forgettable.
A great thing about the Saturday Morning Market is that it is pet friendly. So many people bring there dogs to this thing. Which actually might be unethical because I saw some furry creatures out in this blistering sun. But its probably unethical to own a Siberian Husky in the state of Florida anyways.
The market is also drink friendly.Well maybe not. But when I saw this giant carrot walking around I knew that I must acquire a photograph with it. Unfortunately, the guy I asked to take a picture of the giant carrot and I was wasted and he didn’t even know how to work a camera. After three attempts this is the best photo I got.
I walked down the aisle a little more and that’s where things started getting artsy. Some chick was just painting a dog on the side of the road and a street performer was practicing some sort of a Shakespearean magic.
The people in Florida are more bold and more willing to meet others. This oddly dressed performer was able to pull two complete strangers from the crowd and suggest that they kiss each other on stage. And it was passionate.
Finally, after browsing the food for about 45 minutes I decided my body was fatigued of hunger and the Ethiopian dish sounded the most appetizing. I made my purchase and made it over to the seating area and set down to a wonderful entree.
Some delightful Tampaian (what do you call someone who lives in Tampa? I will investigate this further in the future) woman sat next to me and we had a lovely conversation as we listened to some woman cover Rod Stewart. The people truly are much more warm in Florida.
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