So part of our day we just explored downtown seeing the sights and kinda killing some time until John could get off and join us for a carriage ride around the city.
This is the Old Slave Market, called that not because slaves were sold here, but because the slaves would bring thier masters' wares here to trade and sell. It is now full of vendors selling cheap trinkets, artwork, and our personal favorite baskets. Women sit down in the vendor booths weaving the most beautiful baskets from local sweet grasses that grow. This is a skill that the peoples captured in Africa and brought over as slaves to the Americas brought with them.
Taking a little break.
The girls showing off their big purchases.
Some high quality art. Grace named her the Cowalisa.
A classic moment in the moment in the Moffatt family. Jack trying to explain one of his hilarious jokes to his sisters. Notice how much they are enjoying his humor:)
Jack enjoying his own joke.
Ahhh...a moment into my life. This is what I get endure...I mean enjoy everyday. Awesome.
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