Two Motorbikes And One Bicycle

The Bailan Market was crowded with local shoppers. There were no souvenirs sold here. All the visitors came here to buy commodities and foodstuffs. In other words, there was almost nothing for me to buy as a tourist. If I had to choose, it would be fruit, such as the kind of food I eat at my hotel. However, I like this market-like atmosphere. Even when I walked around, I didn't see any other tourists. This place was completely surrounded by local atmosphere. I was taking it easy, enjoying the atmosphere.

With my camera in my hand, I wandered around the market just like the locals. In the meantime, I saw two motorcycles coming from over there. As I approached, the old man on the motorbike noticed my camera I was carrying and smiled. Maybe it's not often that he sees a camera in such a familiar market. As I released the shutter, seeing the smiling faces of the men in the viewfinder, another man on a bicycle appears behind them.