The easiest way for me to cross the street was to grab OD's arm and close my eyes (if I opened them I would hesitate in the path of an oncoming motorbike). We soon realized that cars were much more likely to hit you than motorbikes, due to their larger size and limited maneuverability. While perched above one of the main intersections, we only witnessed one minor collision between a motorbike and bicycle -- they both just stood up their bikes and went on their way.
Can you find the toddler on the blue bike crossing with the rest? |
The accident |
Many of the stalls were still in full swing late into the evening, and some had so many goods piled up onto the street that we wondered if the shopkeepers ever actually packed them up or if they just camped out over night to watch their merchandise. To our surprise though, when were returned from the train station at 6 in the morning, the streets were quiet and empty.
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