You should see the souk! Huge is not the word.... well it is and it always lends itself to some level of OTT thinking but this place is huge!
And it sells everything.
Our driver set us down and it began.... a two - three hour wander . I spied a few tasty little numbers that might suit my magical nightlife in Hobart. Here is one of the beauties that were just made for me!
Materials, mats, carpets and rugs...... some of it very cheap..... My favourites were the old old gramophones.. They seemed like relics of the British colonial past... when Brittania ruled Kuwait. There were actually a few of the old colonial artefacts scattered throughout but , I had no wish to own them so gazing was all that happened.
Chandeliers sparkled...
And plastic fountains, flowers and shrines....
Fabulous couches.... made for an arabian night
Thw old colonial past reared its ugly head with the gramophones and boxes of british memories...
My good friends and moi....
the sparkle and glitter
ana outside view
and another special number... made for me... yes?
We will return .This time, armed with the knowledge of just what is there... if anyone wishes for some little item please place requests- I have two years to fulfil them!!!!!
And it sells everything.
Our driver set us down and it began.... a two - three hour wander . I spied a few tasty little numbers that might suit my magical nightlife in Hobart. Here is one of the beauties that were just made for me!
Materials, mats, carpets and rugs...... some of it very cheap..... My favourites were the old old gramophones.. They seemed like relics of the British colonial past... when Brittania ruled Kuwait. There were actually a few of the old colonial artefacts scattered throughout but , I had no wish to own them so gazing was all that happened.
Chandeliers sparkled...
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