Gold fish and sad turtles

On our way to the clothing market we walked past Gold Fish Street. Fish hung all over from wooden walls on the sidewalk in their plastic baggie homes. We pushed our noses up against the plastic and said hello to all our friends.

Under them were tanks, rocks, plants, and food. Everything needed to create an aqua world. With a step into a store we discovered the turtles, piled up on each other’s hubcap shells.

Four turtles snuggled into a small wood box, nowhere to move. One stuck his face into the corner, and pawed his feet at the wall’s edges, trying to escape. Grateful for own ability to exit, we left the store, hopeful to not return.