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| Me at the Fish Market on the Pier |
When we got back from our blue hole experience we saw that the fish market was in. We got a closer look. I saw fish scales flying through the air and Bahamian people ripping fish skin off the fish. It was very shocking. One guy was on the ground ripping the meat out of the fish with guts flowing out. I said to myself, "Well, that's disturbing!"
At home the fishermen catch the fish and ship them to the market. Here the fishermen catch fish or conch and bring them in and all of the locals come and gather around this dinner-sized table and buy lobster, hogfish, tiger snapper, trigger fish grouper, and conch. I could hear the sound of Bahamians talking (it was hard to understand them) and guts squishing between their hWhen I sniffed the air I smelled fresh fish from the sea. I felt sad because of all the fish they speared or caught and happy because the Bahamian people would have food to eat. Besides, I eat seafood too and feel fine about it as long as I don't have to kill them. Then we headed home to our boat.
Hope all is well!
Wrenands while they cleaned the fish.
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| Fish guts and scales flying! |
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| Bags of cleaned Conch |
Happy Valentines Day! The fish market sounds cool, but I think it's kind of gross to see guts flowing out of fish.
ReplyDeleteSiobhan
Ya, I can see what you mean by that.
ReplyDeletewe're on our way home,I miss you so much.
love you tons,
wren
Hi Wren,
ReplyDeleteIt is sort of hard to take. What I think is interesting is that it seems the Bahamians are much more "in touch" with their food and where it comes from than the average American. I think losing some of that feeling for the fish (empathy) when it is closer to survival probably happens quite often.