Yeah, I know. It’s a tourist trap of the worst kind. Still, I decided to check out the Damnoen Floating Market about an hour from Bangkok. I’m a mermaid, you see. I like being around water. This was water you definitely didn’t want to fall into. Yuck. Polluted.
Window shopping was the goal. Maybe make a purchase. If the price was right.
A fabulous handbag caught my eye. “2500 Bhat” was price the quoted to me. That’s about $82 Canadian, $80 American and 60 Euros.
“Too much”, was my reply and off I went in search of food, which turned out to be the best meal I had in Thailand.
I later returned to the stall and made the very generous offer of 500 Bhat, roughly $16.00 Canadian.
“NO WAY LADY”, the sales girl shrieked. I countered with 600 Bhat. She went off to confer with a colleague then counter-countered with 650 Bhat.
When I dug into my purse to see if I had 650 Bhat, she dropped the price to 600.
SOLD. For less that $20 Canadian.
Got my purse. Finding room for it in the suitcase, well that’s a story for another day.