We arrived at the Fagatogo Marketplace a little past 7:30pm. I was surprised at how dim it was in there – most of the overhead lights weren’t working anymore, and they had one big floodlight on the ground that kind of made it feel like a dark busy alley. It gave off a slight ‘black market’ type of vibe.
Really loud music blaring from grainy speakers outside.
Glimpses of bright fabrics through the shadows.
The smell of fried food.
Fresh produce lining the floor on cardboards.
A low hum of chatter – people exchanging cash for goods.