Peddlers

Back in the day there used to be peddlers who would hawk their goods in the streets, shouting from corner to corner, wares they have for sale. In Senegal the tradition continues with brightly colored peddlers moving about town or on the beach. Dressed in their wares. Unusual hats, high heals of every color, shape, size, bling or no bling. The peddlers have everything. They show up at the houses with lot's of girls and spread out their shiny things on a blanket and all the girls gather around to look. They sell perfumes and jewelry, tight tank tops, bras and underwear. The peddlers have everything a girl might need to look beautiful. The peddler at the beach rides a bike brimming with used bathing suits, towels and hats to escape the sun. His goods swing with the wind and the riding, waiting for the next customer.

Today a peddler showed up at the jam house. I am sure a tough place to stop for a peddler, with 15 women discussing whether this hat makes them look fat or this color goes with their skin. Imagine...............In the end our friends didn't buy a thing.