A day around

On my way to the souk, I see the dark green lake and hear the ducks’ quack. As I arrive, waves of a million sounds and smells break to me. I take a seat for a repast; the waiter comes and takes my order. I see families and friends laughing together. The smell of roast chicken makes you hungry even more. An old woman walks besides my table and wishes me a good meal. She is very nice and friendly. The taste of the juicy chicken is just surpassing. After I have finished my meal, I get inside the souk to buy some fruits and vegetables. The loud sound is popping inside your ears continually. Everyone wants to sale, but not everyone wants to buy.