Grabbing my basket I set into the market, first taking in the colourful, bustling scene in front of me: a scooter, typical to the streets of China and South East Asia, is burdened with boxes of fresh fruit, and all around wooden crates and baskets spill over with other exotic produce; pak choi, durian, and lychees among them. Memorised by the choice of chillies alone, I nearly collide with a man carrying a box of whole fish topped up with ice, who causes another crash as he tumbles its contents into the fresh fish display.
