Hmong Market

This place is weird. It's like a flea market, except they sell all kinds of strange food and videos from Asia. I rode my motorcycle down here and was in all my riding gear, so when I walked around the market covered in Hmong writing and filled with almost exclusively Asian people, I was easily a foot taller and twice as wide as everyone else. I felt like Godzilla. The thing that struck me most was the little silver bars that all the booths sold. They must sell them for a reason, maybe so people can ship them back to their countries of origin to help their families. I have no idea what they might be for, but every little booth sold them. I don't know that I would shop here. There's just nothing of interest to me.