Upon exiting the freeway (not the highway, I am reminded), we sort of stumbled on the right road to get there after a couple of turns. Luckily, we found parking just across from their ‘main street’.
I was told that there had been a lot of work and improvement in Old Town. It had been cleaned up and there were more stalls and shops.
There weren’t too many people walking around – maybe it was because it was the middle of the afternoon. Even my companions were fading fast, probably thinking that they could have been home and taking a siesta, instead of in Old Town.
I sit my uncle in front of this drinks stall – maybe he’ll have a drink and cool down, while I walk around.
I pop inside what looks to be the main general souvenir store and was greeted with this. Funny, but a bit macabre. Looking around, I saw other items along the lines of skull bracelets, skull heads on walking canes, skull sculptures, etc. It reminded me of New Orleans. I didn’t know Old Town also had these in their folk-lore? Will have to read up on that.
Happily, on the other side of the store, there were other more colourful items for sale.