We were in Central Market, I was browsing for some Indonesian batikwhen I got a bit lost and sidetracked. I found myself checking out the stalls selling souvenirs, and I specially liked those sassy ‘same same but different’ shirts.
I just realized having lived her for a few years, I have grown more or less accustomed to seeing whats in the souvenir areas. For some they are a novelty but since I’ve been seeing them on a regular basis, I now tend to ignore it.
This time I was seeing it with new eyes, and I just thought I love the colors. Lol. And the weird prints, and the sheer variety. Its no wonder strolling in the markets is one my favorite pastimes.