Easter Saturday morning market | St John’s | Antigua and Barbuda. скачать в хорошем качестве

Easter Saturday morning market | St John’s | Antigua and Barbuda.

This morning, like clockwork, I packed up my gear and headed down to the marketplace—as I do every Saturday. Being Easter Saturday, I expected the usual hustle and bustle, a vibrant crowd weaving between stalls, the familiar calls of vendors, and baskets overflowing with fresh produce. But to my surprise, the market felt quiet—almost lazy. There was a noticeable calm in the air, far from the energy I anticipated. Curious, I struck up a conversation with a staunch farmer I often see. He reminded me, with a knowing look, that Thursday was the real rush. In keeping with tradition, many shoppers came out early to stock up ingredients for Good Friday meals—DuCuna, saltfish or mackerel, and all sorts of side dishes passed down through generations. By Saturday, most had already finished their shopping, their pots bubbling at home. Even in its slower pace, the market still had its charm. I made the best of what it offered, grateful to be in the midst of it all. There’s always something grounding about the atmosphere, even when it’s not buzzing. As I filmed and observed, I thought of those abroad—people who look forward to these videos, eager to see familiar faces, spot family members, or simply reconnect with the rhythm of home. I also couldn’t help but reflect on what I noted in my last Saturday market post—the looming deadline for vendors and hucksters to clean up and prepare for relocation. That Thursday just past marked that final clean-up day, and the change is slowly taking shape. It’s a transition that carries weight for many who’ve made these stalls a part of their daily life, but it’s also part of the market’s evolving story. And I’m here, documenting it all, one Saturday at a time.