But this one was a bust: a golfing goods store, a nail salon, a bed shop (that was interesting), and not much else. Except outside in the shade behind a tarp, in the corner of the parking lot, we saw a kind of vegetable stand. P went over to ask questions about the jackfruit and other gigantic oddballs and the man there took a liking to us. P chose some black heads of garlic to buy. The man motioned to P's face and said it was a Korean kind of face. That's funny, I said, since he's from Austria. Ooooohhhhh, he said. Then he grabbed a bunch of bananas and added it to our bag. You can have this, he said. And see these, organic--very good raspberries. Take them too.
So we ended up with a bag full of free fruit simply because someone liked my husband's face. (Besides me, that is.) And I wonder what kind of adventures we'd find if we lived in another place.
