Stinky Tofu has a commanding presence.
Night markets are big in Asia and they are just what they sound like, a huge market that is only open at night. The street(s) around the market are closed to vehicles and fill with vendors stalls selling food, clothing, Hello Kitty novelties, and every kind of jun…er…treasure you never knew that you needed.
Haggling is a given. My mother-in-law told me to take whatever they ask and cut the number in half. That is about what you should end up paying. Remember that and bargain accordingly. I found that the trick was to not really set your heart on anything because the next stall might have the exact same thing. If a vendor did not want to sell at the price I wanted, I just walked away. Most of the time, they would call out to me as I left and sell the item at the price I wanted. I perfected the “I don’t really want this anyway look” and it worked almost every time! Although I’m pretty sure the vendors were still making money off of me.
My least favorite part of the Night Market was the stinky tofu. It is the foulest smelling thing I’ve ever smelled in my life. I seriously thought that something died or that a sewer line broke. It has a very offensive, pungent odor and yet people gobble that stuff up! <shudder>