On a long weekend in KL (Kuala Lumpur), Malaysia for a friend’s wedding we went to the local Sunday markets in Shah Alam. Everything about the markets was vivid, from the colourful fabrics, scarves and clothing, to the vat-like containers of intensely bright sugary drinks, the cheap Chinese gaudy toys that would last a day before they became landfill, the intense perfumes and smells, the crowds of people and the moisture saturated heat.
Later in the cool of the air-conditioning in our friend’s house we cut into the spiky skin of the dragon fruit. Vivid fuschia, succulent, juicy flesh shouting out at us – EAT ME! And so we did.