Last Tuesday, Habib took me to the Dalun market. It happens every six days, and people from neighboring villages come to buy and sell goods as well. People pitch small wooden huts and lay out various objects, anything from flour, mangoes, and yams to soap, cloth, jeans, batteries…you name it, it’s (most likely) there!
Habib told me that you also have to haggle prices at the markets here. It seems like everywhere I go in Ghana, I need to bargain to buy! I’m going to be a pro haggler by the time I get back to America.
This is unfortunately the only picture I could snap, just as we were leaving. If you look closely, you can see the different huts. Also note the very ominous clouds in the sky…our visit to the market was cut short because of the rain. It happened quite fast, too – the skies darkened, the temperature dropped rapidly, and the wind started picking up until it was fiercely blowing dust and dirt into my eyes! Rain here is pretty intense, but more on that later!