Today we went to the Souk al Gomaa, or the Friday Market.  It was crazy.  There were so many vendors selling anything and everything: junk, old mechanical parts, jeans, shoes, chandeliers, bath tubs, socks, tops of blenders, cell phones, goats, taxedermied animals that looked like toys, seriously questionable food that we decided was homemade cheese, bottoms of blenders, salted fried embryonic chickens, hair gel, doors, you name it.

Perhaps the best part about it all were the vendors’ marketing tactics.  They would sing or yell something about their wares through patched together microphones or telephone receivers hooked up to loudspeakers, even though the alleys where everything was lined up were quite narrow.  It was amazing.

Be warned, one of the below pictures is pretty gorey, so STOP here if you do not want to be disgusted.