Port Mourant boasts one of those local markets that is a mix of commerce and spectacle. Every Saturday, throngs congregate there, to vend, to ‘snap up’ bargains, or else, to simply ‘soak up’ the environment. Stabroek Business was there two weekends ago.
We knew that we had arrived in the general area of the market when the traffic in both directions slowed to a crawl. The lone policeman who had been assigned to bring some semblance of order to the traffic appeared decidedly overwhelmed. We asked a taxi driver to tell us about the market. Once he had ascertained that we were medi
a he wanted, instead, to bellyache about the fact that a section of the tarmac designated for taxis had been taken over by vendors.
