You will see bicycles instead of cars, goods for sale from bins and wooden display carts, as well as laundry hung to dry from every available line and tree branch.
For lunch, I thumbed through a menu at a streetside restaurant without much success. Many restaurants have pictures of food items, but not the one I chose for its view of passersby on the street. The occasional English on the menu did not fit my mood -- fish lip soup, chicken feet, something with entrails -- but I recognized the word "Heineken."
I ordered two, and reached into my backpack for a bag of salted nuts and an apple.
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