The bazaar assails the senses. Elaborate signs and richly colored fabrics juxtapose against the earthen tones of beggars’ clothes and the muddy street. Spices, cooked meats, and perfumes radiate from stands and waft upon the breeze, offering brief reposes from the sweat and filth of the unbathed. The din of hundreds of shoppers chatting and bargaining with merchants is eclipsed only by hawkers making robust attempts to gain attention. The jostling and brushing of the crowd put shoppers on guard, their hands tightly gripping their valuables. What a wonderful place to start an adventure.