Negombo Fish Market
We drove the short distance from the Street Pola to the Fish Market which we were told would be quiet because it was Sunday. Once there, we saw fish drying EVERYWHERE! across the wide expanse of beach. Mike wasn’t satisfied to just view from the van so he asked if we could go and check it out – next thing we know we’re shuffling through the sand, nothing but the stench of fish filling the air. We also received a warning to watch where we walk because the fishermen do not have washrooms (get my drift?…!!).
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We found out that it takes about 2 days for the fish to dry and then it is sold right from the beach. Desima said the Fish Market is usually a crazy place – packed with people buying and vendors yelling out the prices for their catch. When we passed through There were a few stalls selling a meagre catch – I found it quite serene and civil.
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One vendor had some fun with Mike, suggesting he not be such a wimp by holding up dead fish and squid… be a real man and hold up a CRAB!!…or so she seemed to be saying in her native tongue. Of course, it snapped him!!
