This was the market I visited that day.
|A lady stands behind her stand|
I think it was the first time on my trip where I haven't felt like a tourist. Sure, I didn't understand what anyone was saying, and maybe I looked a bit out of place, but people were talking to me in Latvian, and I sort of felt like another local visiting the market to pick up some fresh produce.
|Strawberries and Cheeries galore!|
What actually surprised me most was the amounts of cherries for sale. At almost every stand a turned to there would be a large box of cherries that just made me want to dig my hand in and start nibbling. Needless to say, I didn't do that.
Instead, I watched my beloved cherries from afar, while also admiring the large quantities of tomatoes, cucumbers, and strawberries (though the strawberries were a bit different than the ones I see at home) that people were selling.
I loved it!
But then again, I've always loved farmers markets, from the small little one near my house, to the giant ones I visited I'm places like California. I'm really glad I got to visit yet another in Riga, and I'm also glad that I got to share my experience with people like you.
Feel free to comment and tell me about one of your farmers market trips. I'd love to hear about it!