. . . street festival, this time the Souk el Akel (food market) in downtown.
I ended up there because my plan was to go to the Garden Show, but I had misunderstood the date; I was one month early. No wonder we couldn’t find the door to get in; it was closed. Can you imagine the relentless fun my kids made of me when that became clear? And so we drove on to the next one of the list; the downtown food market. I’m glad we did. The mood was good, the public relaxed and the air smothered with frying fat, but we missed the band. Summer is in full swing. I could get used to this.