What was to be a trip to gather information turned out to be one of discovery: an intriguing flea market; however it is not one of those open air ones which we commonly associate with a flea market. This is one long narrow winding road lined with crudely built wooden shacks, as hot as ovens, selling every conceivable article; prams, shoes, audio-visual equipment, golf sets, furniture, fridges, mattresses, mahjong sets, basins... However, this will be the subject of the next posting.
However, still bearing up proudly is this plant growing on a huge piece of driftwood sitting on some decorative plants
The river that fronts the cafe is polluted with rubbish dumped by shacks that line opposite bank of the river
Another view of the cafe, huts lining its side of the river for customers to enjoy the vew of the dilapidated shacks and contemplate the trash floating on the river
Another stoneware cleverly placed to entice potential customers; the owner obviously knows a thing or two about landscaping
At the main entrance is the cafe's 'warung' that sold deep fried snacks. Looks like it is out of business too