Market Day in Elias Pinas Dominican Republic

What did I do today, while the rest of the world worked, I do not know, but I found more strange and interesting things to photograph on this side of Planet Earth.

This bright blue colored stuff was sold in the Market; obvious food products surrounded it. I try to ask what are these products. Nobody can explain, the locals in this area, and the Haitian people do not speak Spanish. I am in a cultural language bleeding area. I am in the grey area, between Creole and Spanish.

Elias Pinas, Dominican Republic --- Thursday, January 7, 2010
By Andy Graham of
Travel Gear

A small Horse, this is nothing special, but I am looking at the saddle.

This saddle looks like it was made from the outer layer of a Coconut, but I do not know.

This appears to be the Dominican Republic’s version of a goods wheelbarrow. It is different from the ones in Haiti, I did not see this type in Haiti, but I saw its brother in Ethiopia.

What is this? I do not know.

I am a Traveler
I am not a Travel Writer. I have been communicating with Travel Writers this last month; they all seem to say they know more than me… I am here, they are in the USA. I tend to believe, I could make an endless list of unexplained marvels on this small planet. This list would grow daily, it is never-ending, I must be a traveler, and I only have time to point at the world and say, “look, what is this?” I do not know.

A travel writer can steal research from, while a traveler just takes photos for to steal. A traveler must accept he or she will never understand, or explain the world, the explanations work needs to be done by people who do not travel.

I admit, I do not know, but I do know, I am traveling, I am not sure what they are doing. I suspect they are painting pictures using cliché crayons.

Market Day in Elias Pinas Dominican Republic