To Market, To Market

Yesterday, Sunday I got a phone call telling me that I would be picked up to go to the Metro Membership Market in 30 minutes. I had asked that next time someone went I would like to join them as my meats were running out. I buy enough for about 6 weeks or so when I go. The meats at the market next door to us are not great. They still have not gotten the word that gloves help stop the spread of germs, they usually just pick up the meat with their hands and use a chopping block that seems to rarely get cleaned. Now back to my Metro trip. Joseph, one of the brothers that speaks English and takes us places, picked me up on his motor bike. The Metro is about a 20 minute ride from our apt. We started out ok, traffic was not to bad and only had a few close calls when we started down a street that was blocked off due to construction. Instead of going back and finding a different street we all proceeded up on the sidewalk, the logical thing to do, if you are walking. Now this sidewalk was very narrow and there were telephone poles we had to go around and then there was the old lady who even though we honked, as they all did she just kept walking on the sidewalk at her own pace. What in the world was wrong with her, did not see that the motor bikes were piling up behind her and wanted to pass but had no room? We finally reached a place where we could pass her. She was one brave old lady who knew her sidewalk rights. As we proceeded on down the sidewalk we came to a curb where we had to go up and of course the motor bike did not want to do this with two people on it. I had to climb off and he had to lift the bike up and then I got back on. We were holding up traffic but at this point we had no options. It was another mile or so before the street opened up again and we could get back on the road. My friend commented that this use to be a really good street and now they had it all torn up to add pipes for better drainage. What an inconvenience.
We made it to the Metro without further complications and I got my meats etc and to my great relief we did not take that road home but as we were at the light on that corner a young girl turned right into us from the lane next to us. I guess she thought we were going to turn and all I can say is that it is a good thing my friend is young and has good reflexes. He hit the breaks and we stopped just in time to miss hitting her and guess who, her grandma !!! I was holding my bread, those long french baguette's and I almost dropped them as we came to an abrupt stop. Joseph just shook his head and gave her a look that said, women drivers. At this point I agreed with him. Just another fun ride with the boys !!!