People Selling Things 3

The market is a place where people live.  Sometimes I did feel that I was intruding on their private lives.  We Westerners, used to our antiseptic supermarkets, are drawn to the markets because they are real, not packaged in plastic wrap, but we wouldn't be willing to pay the price of a reduction in our standard of living, so that markets would make a comeback.  Paradoxically, the abundance of produce in the markets in Vietnam are a sign of the country's closeness to a subsistence economy.  They're modernizing with extraordinary energy, but a lot of people are still left behind.

There is always bewlidering activity in the markets, motorscooters pushing through the crowds, people moving in every direction, and sounds and smells.

Three cyclo drivers ready to transport people home from the market with their purchases, while a woman has set up a tiny stall in the middle of the street.

What are the men in her family doing while she's selling in the market?

Here's óne man, pressing the moisture out of some sort of foodstuff.