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EVIL CLOWN CEO, NIGHT MARKET IN RURAL BAGAC

  
What is it about night markets that draw travelers? Is it the vaguely threatening atmosphere? The dubious food choices and mystery bits and pieces boiling from corner to corner? The strange sounds people and machines make resembling the invasion of Normandy?

Really hard to tell, right? But in general, night markets are fun.

   
 This one is in rural Bagac, at the coast of Bataan. The night market pops up every November, in time for the town fiesta.

Come to think of it, this night market may even qualify as a poorly run and duct taped fair. But unlike the colorful, bright, and festive state fairs, my first impression of this one is almost seedy. Mysterious, creepy, like it has an evil clown CEO.

   
 It is dark, the locals stare, much gambling is going on in the little stalls, and the couple of rides seemed to have peaked operations in 1975. I half expected fire to leap out of it any minute.

   
 All these stroked my curiosity. I had a massive grin the entire time, half-anticipating zombies to come out of a corner or to fall into a black pit. 

This night market failed so hard it won.

42 thoughts on “EVIL CLOWN CEO, NIGHT MARKET IN RURAL BAGAC”

    1. i was just in your page! night market in phuket? yes, insane how i have never gone there! the ones in bangkok and in the north in chiang mai are really cool. lots of walking, good exercise!

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    1. hi mati, the one in small towns here and in and around south east asia can be truly curious. they have more character. tend to be strange, stir your childhood hansel and gretel fancy.

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  6. I’m curious now….are those eggs on a FAN? and why are they marked? and why brownish from inside (it almost looks like a marble cake with nuttella on the inside). I just came from Bangkok. Night Markets in Patpong were amazing, except for the sex traders… lol!

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    1. the eggs are called balut, fertilized duck eggs. the marbling is the yolk and egg white complete with a dead chick inside swimming in delicious broth that came from god’s personal pond. the fan, there is a pot under there with water to steam the balut and keep them nice and toasty. ah yes, patpong can get wild! what was the best thing you found there? my favorite night market in thailand is the walking street in chiang mai.

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      1. You make it sound so divine! Lol. I found the entire PatPong experience quite interesting. I was overwhemled with all the clothes and food…and sex-joints! Although i was timid to embark on a food advenure (there was so much on the streets, all new to me) i was brave enough to eat Durian – and I absolutely loved it! I haven’t been to Chiang Mai, but if I ever do get the opportunity to revisit Thailand, it definitely is top on my list!

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        1. it can be intimidating, right? kudos on trying durian! i find that when presented with a challenging opportunity, you should tell yourself to just go for it because not everyone can! where are you now?

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              1. Oh we have one of the best… lots of options for you… best time to come is during the wildebeast migration that happens twice a year… march/april and sept/oct

                We have the masaau mara which is famous for its beautiful tented camps and then the coast as well for its lovely culture and food

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  7. Markets are fascinating–For three years we lived in Caloocan City & in Silang, Cavite. Tourists or expats who shop in the middle of the day, the worst/hottest time to shop, sometimes make unkind remarks when they find the merchants sleeping in a cot in the stall. Fixer that I am, I reminded them that Filipinos merchants have a very long day: they often get to their food stall very early am / sometimes they sleep there, so they can work early and late & have a siesta mid-day. They are the wise ones.

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