Chaloklam Market

It was Sunday again and I went to Chaloklam market as I had planned. This time I left a bit later to avoid the heat and wanted to experience the market in the evening. The stalls were already set up and there was a lively atmosphere. What I particularly like about this market is that it is visited by both tourists and the Thai population. Playing children darted between the leisurely strolling adults. For the kids, it was a welcome new playground. Thai and tourist children meet at the beach, play tag, catch, etc., and have fun.

I brought some food as I was hungry and had already checked out the offerings. I was most drawn to the stand with Indian dishes, where I ordered a chicken masala. A good choice, it tastes delicious. I found a free corner on the pier, where tables and chairs were set up, but all were occupied. A sound system was being set up at the edge of the pier, apparently there is live music and a band starts their soundcheck, promising. While enjoying my wonderfully tender chicken masala, suddenly two little Thai girls settle between my feet and the pier, they hide and whisper to each other. They don't notice me at all and are undisturbed. Eventually, they have disappeared.

To my left, a foreign woman, who probably lives here, has set up a folding table and a chair. The table remains empty, except for a transparent plastic box in which she collects donations for animals in need. Many Thais, as well as tourists, occasionally give something, which she acknowledges with a friendly smile.

The band has finished their soundcheck and put down their instruments, they will have their performance later. I slide my paper plate into one of several overflowing trash bins and stroll around the stalls again, tempted by 2 skewers of meat, chicken and lamb, but they are not really good, somewhat rubbery. I buy an airy tank top at one of the few clothing stalls, but that's all, the selection is simply too meager.

By now it has almost become dark and a Thai band attempts famous hits like knockin' on heaven's door, which they horribly fail at. I wait for the other band that did the soundcheck - Israelis, if I heard correctly. They also play cover versions, but much better. The guitarist is quite impressive. The women of the band members stand close to me, swaying to the rhythm of the music, some with children in their arms, happy and proud. When the band plays another brick in the wall by Pink Floyd, a few summoned kids are supposed to sing the children's chorus, which they do passionately, but unfortunately they cannot be heard. The band does a good job, but when they say goodbye, I take that as a cue to make my way home.