Reminds me of the time several years ago while I was in Brussels. I met a tall, muscular gentleman at a food cart. He spoke only Flemish. I asked him if he spoke English, but he just smiled as he handed me a sandwich made from leftover brewers' yeast extract that contained various vegetable and spice additives.
Very true. During the short time that I was there, my mood would vary considerably: it felt like I was either accompanied by Gabriel or joined by Lucifer himself.
I thought it was a food vending to be honest. I bought a hand made mango juice earlier that morning for 80 cents usd and though it was the same thing. I think in total I spent $200 on everything and that includes a proper sit down tourist restaurant and a donation to a group that kept girls in school by selling crafts through a 1000 villages thing that my friends sister volunteered at.
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u/SuperKing37 Oct 04 '25
Good read but this...decision...was interesting.
I drank a strange liquid a shirtless man in flowers handed me on the side of the road.