A Bloke and His Galah

.....@ the Markets.
We traveled further into the mountains today and further back in time.

The markets were bustling with all sorts......as we arrived we were greeted with a flute merrily playing away (there is always a flute at the markets)...it made us laugh and reminded us of all those historic movies that have market scenes with 'the flute' being played. You just had to be there.

I don't go to the markets often...I don't like them...too many people....after an hour or so walking around them It felt like fingernails on a blackboard....I had to get out ......much to the dismay of Jaiya who just loves 'em...thankfully Flynn felt the same way and hid from a little boy he knew and refused to say hello...he said he felt shy....I think he was feeling overwhelmed like me.

Anyhoo...managed to get this shot of a bloke and his Galah...you cant see it in this but his shoulder and leather vest was an absolute mess with bird droppings....eeeeeeyuk!

Had to come home for an afternoon nap and some down time.

Now this one is a doozy.......a bit like supercalafragalistic..........

8. Mauerbauertraurigkeit: The inexplicable urge to push people away, even close friends who you really like.