My thoughts on market at the sheds, Pretoria.

Howzit Steemit!

It's been a minute. I've been somewhat AWOL for a while. Partly because of a social media detox, mostly because of lost login details (Thanx for saving my butt Google Drive).

This past weekend I was dragged by my SO to a market in Pretoria CBD. I have an immense dislike for markets in all shapes and forms. The thought of hundreds of people swirling around my poor introverted face brings utter terror to mind. Combined with the existential dread of having to trek into the CBD of Pretoria, I was not super pleased.
What I found was quite different however.

What greeted me was this. A gorgeous 012 (this is our local telephone code) sculpture, nestled between two alleyways.

Children dancing and gallivanting in sprinklers like its fucking summer (well, it nearly is. But lets be real, it's still cold as shit out here)

And a glorious marketplace full of the sounds, smells and people of Mzanzi.

Cheers for the eye opening experience 012Central.
It's been real.

All photos taken on my (Surprisingly) awesome Xiaomi Mi A1.