By: Carina Lang *
On Friday morning, 3/9/2018, I went for the first time to a traditional market in Indonesia and that is what my new article will be about. I will try to give a summary of what I saw, smelled, heard and felt at the market and compare it to one of the markets I know from Germany.
Even before sunrise, the first merchants started selling their goods at the traditional market of Pontianak names Pasar Flamboyan. But when we arrived around seven (which was by then already kind of late), the place was still pretty crowded and the air was filled with the voices of merchants and purchasers. By place I mean a vast hall in which every merchant had his own stall where he sold his goods. However the market spread even further, so that outside of the building vending stalls could be found as well. I was overwhelmed: by the amount of people, presented goods and the smell of it altogether. We cleft our way through the stalls, carefully trying not to step on the feet of strangers or to block the way for the motorcycles that some-how managed to drive through the mass.