The Market

I wish I could convey the glorious cacophony of sounds, smells, and sights that are the Mafi Kumase market and do it justice, but there is no way I can. Ironically, even though it’s a photographer’s dream it’s the only place I’m not allowed to take photos or shoot videos. Augustina and Maxwell were very patient with me as I wandered from stall to stall admiring the brightly colorful patterns of cloth available here. Maxwell and I shared a well-deserved drink after the market…


(I was allowed to take this photo since I bought fabric from this lady)



About Margit Boyesen

Teacher. Photographer. Traveler.

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