Day at the Wet Market

Ok, so, I know that I am going to be stared at. I'm tall, blonde, white, and in an asian country. This morning I decided to venture out to see where the closest wet market was to my house. Well, I found it. It was about 10:30 am so I knew there wasn't going to be much by the way of food out anymore, but I just wanted to see. The staring reality met me when I walked to the back of the market, where no tall, white woman has dared to venture before. It was in the form of a young Chinese man with a dropped jaw, seemingly oblivious to the fact that I was a living breathing human who acknowledged the reaction. I laughed to myself and went on - maybe I'll wait a couple days before shocking the young man again!