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Have you ever been to a Greek marketplace? It is this magical part of town, where one's senses are fully flooded. In a good way though.
The marketplace is a feast of colors and scents. Here one can experience not only the exotic feeling, created by the colorful crowd, but in a way the celebration of all these people's work. When someone offers to others the product, that they have grown or got with their own hands (whether it would be a fruit, a vegetable or something else), there is a certain pride in the process.
On the other hand, the big number of people, gathered in the same place, generates this unstoppable and unconditional energy that dances around. Here you can find it all - fresh oranges, sparkly tomatoes, shiny eggplants, smelly cheese, fish, cough this morning, milk that is still warm, spices, that pinch your nose and nuts, you haven't even heard of.
On the marketplace except celebrate life by drinking from its colors, scents and sounds, one can also bargain. It is a tradition to try and get a lower price for a good. This doesn't mean in any case that you underestimate someone's product, not in all. It is more like a demonstration that you are like him/her - a trader, who understands his/hers ways and respect them.
But the one thing that you get most of all here is the communication. The marketplace is like came to life ancient "agora". The connection between people gets on a very natural and real level, that we tend to forget nowadays in our fast, busy lives. It is a peaceful place of joy, loud voices, laughter, bargain and shared energy.