Going to the market in Trinidad, Cuba, is not like we do it at home. Not that it's a bad thing at all. There's just not the selection we're used to. In a small town like Trinidad, the lines are shorter than in Havana. I'd venture to say that the dress code for going out shopping is a far cry from popping in to Safeway to pick up some milk. In the top photograph, I particularly like the meat hanging above the proprietor's head as he watches the shirtless guy make a decision. In the third photograph, I couldn't figure out what she was selling. Maybe I shouldn't go there. All photographs taken with the Sony NEX7.