At the Rantepao market

#Sulawesi # Indonesia

  Indonesia: Sulawesi - July 2010

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I love hanging out in markets in Asia. During my stay in Sulawesi (Indonesia) last summer, I went to the one in Rantepao, in the heart of Toraja country. Here are some pictures of the atmosphere...

Live eels and pig's head

At the Rantepao market. the pasar (market), everyone welcomes me very nicely. And the merchants, as always, gladly accept the photo. Really nice with the tourists!

Fortunately for you who are browsing this page, the camera only captures the colors, not the smells, particularly aggressive around the stalls of fish and meat.

Two sequences "emotion" came to spice up my little walk to the market of Rantepao ...

(The photos are to be discovered in the image gallery below).

The first in front of the buckets filled with live eels. The guy who sells them breaks their necks with a sharp gesture of the hand, before slipping them into a plastic bag. The noise raises the heart...


An old lady who was next to me, when I took the picture, made me understand with a disgusted grimace that she hated it... But like me, she still stayed to watch.

Second moment, not very ragorous either, but much more fun, on the butchers side. Two young guys behind their stall feel inspired by my camera: one of them grabs the pig's head in front of him and places it in front of his colleague's face.

They laughed at their joke, too happy to admire the result on the screen of my 7D. I leave you with the pictures below...

  Indonesia: Sulawesi - July 2010

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  1. Merci beaucoup, j’aimerais tellement y retourner!!Grâce à toi, je me suis retrouvée là bas en l’espace de 2 secondes et sans frais!!! 🙂

  2. N’as-tu pas vu le dentiste qui officiait sous son parasol ? Il était trop marrant avec pleins de dents exposées sur une assiette et ses instruments posés sur une serviette à même le sol ; au moment où on est passés il était en train d’arracher la dent d’un homme sous les yeux effrayés d’un petit garçon !

  3. @ Helen: Ravie d’avoir réussi à te transporter !

    @nani: Non, je ne l’ai pas vu (et tant mieux !)… Brrr…

    @Manta: Oui, c’est ce que je me disais en choisissant les images au fur et à mesure que je les mettais en ligne : ceux qui connaissent l’ambiance se rappelleront forcément les odeurs qui vont avec…

  4. Moi aussi j’ ai retrouvé un petit gôut de Rentepao sans y être allée; j’ ai reconnu la poche de café que tu m’ avais ramenée, et la voir dans son contexte m’ a fait bien plaisir; ma petite madeleine indonésienne à rebours en quelque sorte! 🙂 😉

  5. ysbilia: Bravo, tu as l’œil ! Oui, c’était plus simple de ramener un paquet de café qu’un seau d’anguilles…

    @fabrice: Oui, c’est ce que j’aime, dans les photos de marché. Elles me replongent au retour dans l’ambiance. Un petit bout d’Asie dans un coin de mon ordi…

  6. Bravo pour ce billet et ce diapo, j’adore com d’hab’ 😉 . Et quel plaisir de déambuler dans un marché. Ça reste le top pour s’imprégner d’un pays. 🙂