FINDING JOY AT THE FLEA MARKET! By Kweli Kitwana, Guest Blogger

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I happen to live in an amazingly diverse community where economic and cultural/ethnic social status meet.

At my local public transit station there is a weekend flea market. It’s a market that is truly filled with random oddities and enticing fare. Seriously, you can get a full body Thai massage, West African cuisine and authentic Ghanaian Bolga baskets. You can even get a pair of real mohair socks.  All of this is accompanied by a serious drumming circle.  It’s an amazing experience.

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Exploring one’s community is one way of understanding who you are.  We are rooted by where we ultimately settle geographically.  I’ve always felt that one way of truly connecting with self and others is taking in the essence and nuances of where one finds him/herself.

Today, I’m bringing home my meal from the market.  I’m spreading it on top of my South African fabric from my travels, and inviting a friend over to share this meal, along with a glass of Hibiscus 🌺  Gin Tonic — just because.

 

 

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About robintillotson16

Robin has a wealth of experience in the arenas of advertising, public relations, human resources, training and gerontology. An avid traveler, reader and purveyor of culture, Robin has traveled to China, Northern Africa, France, Italy, Spain, Mexico and Canada and throughout The United States. She loves Chicago and its world class offerings. When not traveling, Robin is reading, learning something new and envisioning where to travel next. She never tires of attending plays, concerts and dance performances.

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