Tolkuchka

I'll admit it...I hate Tolkuchka.

Being surrounded by five billion people with their huge bags and the copius amounts of banana and somsa sellers and those humongous carts that suddenly appear right in front of you or behind you without any warning knocking you completely off your path is no fun.

It's the diamond in the haystack situation...you know the perfect item for the perfect price is there for you, somewhere in the middle of the chaos when people are smacking into you, shoving you and pushing you all over the place- it's just a matter of finding it.

But I was desperate. My feet have been FREEZING in my strappy walking shoes so I had to find some boots.

So I pushed and shoved and yelled and battled the rudeness until I found them. They're big and thick and keep the warmth in...and they're only $15.

It may be the largest bazaar on the planet, and you may be able to find anything from camels to ice cream to ribbons for your hair to toilet seats, but every time I find myself there I tell myself that I will never ever again return.

But I always do. And my feet are very thankful.