Matt Feldman Photography
At an open-air market filled with amazing foods in incredible colours, the result of the farming I’ve been seeing during my two week visit.
Today’s freight train explosion happened just a few kilometers from where I live. I didn’t hear or feel the blast, but those exact same tracks run along the end of my block and the train would have passed by me a few minutes later on its way south. So it got me thinking about trains.
Roadside meat for sale, between the city and Lilongwe International Airport. I didn’t stop, but wished I could have.
June 24th had slipped my mind. Across France, towns explode with the sound of music in the streets. And there are few accordions to be found. Last year…
Sir, please, come! It’s the best of the best! Please! Sir! Come and sit! Sir!” Having just finished a massive meal, I’m in no mood to eat. But I’m surrounded by tables piled high with tiers of fresh kabobs of spiced lamb and beef and fish and chicken.
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Worlds apart from our Red #40 diet.