This market is named “Sunday” solely because of it’s location at the end of the Ellis Bridge and its”business only on Sunday”. There are daily markets all over the city as these are the places where everyday people do their shopping. I would imagine that most people in Ahmedabad have never been to Himalaya Mall or Alpha One Mall, and probably don’t know of their existence. The Sunday Market is on the old city side of the river. Ahmedabad proper is divided by the river with the old and new city on opposite shorelines. It reminded me of Buda and Peshest divided by the Danube River in Hungary.This spot at the end of Ellis Bridge was the same location where our shooting for the TV episode began. 
The director, in the light shirt, is blocking a shot with the star who was always covered, when the camera wasn’t rolling, by the umbrella carried by a young assistant. This is to prevent sunburn or tanning. As I discussed before, light skin is always preferable. We even saw, on numerous occasions, young women wearing elbow length gloves while riding motorbikes to prevent sun on their arms.
This Sunday, we came in a rickshaw to experience the Sunday Market first hand. 
Our driver, Suneil, parked and came with us. We were surprised, but he insisted upon walking behind us as there are pickpockets in the crowded, winding market. Items are arranged by category so that there is some order, but mostly you wonder, look, and buy if you want a bargain Unlike some of the other markets, bargaining is encouraged which David loves. I, on the other hand, always think “Oh, they are so poor and need the money……” David’s reply is that Indian people have been bartering for thousands of years and they won’t be cheated. In fact, as in Egypt, the merchants appeared to enjoy the sport of bartering with David.
Everything was sold at the”S M” including fold-up beds, pots and pans, clothes and spices.There were even green parakeets and bunnies which of course the animal lover….loved!
Next, we made our way to the goat market, which we observed from above. People buy goats for their milk and the Muslim people often use them for meat.
There are aways lots of sweets to satisfy the Gurjurati sweet tooth! 
As we stopped on the bridge leading us back to” our” section of the city, we took one last look at the crowded, noisy, hot, market teaming with the masses of Sunday shoppers.
We decided that this had been an adventure, but our favorite market, any day of the week, is found in old town Ahmedabad. After all we had seen a elephant there with his rider guiding the big fellow through the crowded streets. Hard to beat that! 
Nameste. . . . .T I I
TalesAlongTheWay 
I really enjoyed your posts. I’m going to miss this.
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Thank you for your continued encouragement with my blog. Actually, I am not finished with my tales from India. As you may remember, I started it well into February. Stay tuned for more TalesAlongTheWay from India and some posts are percolating in my brain from New York! Love to Mallory!
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your last shot, wow, with those different kinds of traffic: INDIA concentrated!
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I am so glad you enjoyed my post. Please come back again soon and oftern! Namaste. . .. .Anne
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I like the blog. You seemed to have really lived India, while in India!
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What a lovely thing to tell me. I wanted to live India while I was there. We stayed in a hostel , rode in rickshaws, were invited to Indians’ homes and tried to experience as much as American tourists can. Oh did I say, we traveled on second class trains and loved them! Namaste. . . Anne
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Thanks so much for the information…..namaste. . .. Anne
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gorgeous shots.
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Thanks for stopping by and commenting. Hard to get a bad shot in incredible India! Namaste. . . .Anne
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Although Ienoyd the post, I would say, they do not prefer light skin clothes…and that is not why women/girls wear elbow length gloves. If you would have stayed in the city for long you would realize that driving two wheelers in scorching sun can literally BURN your skin. Your sentence is constructed in such a manner as if to portray that they prefer whiter skin.
not necessarily, is my opinion.
best,
k
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Well, I was in Ahmedabad, for a total of 3 months and travelling for one month from January until May 1st. You are certainly right that it is very hot and sunny in Ahmedabad, so there is a chance you are right. The problem is that there were commercial after commercial on the TV selling skin lightening cream etc for the face and body. There is no chance in my mind that many, but not all, Indian people prefer and want to have lighter skin.
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It may be not be politically correct, but the overwhelming majority of Indians, bar the anomaly, prefer to have lighter rather than darker skin. If u don’t believe me, ask them?
The very word “Varna” often mistranslated as caste is actually “colour”.
India is a fascinating nation, but wearing rose-tinted spectacles does not do justice to its people.
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At first the Indian focus on light skin bothered me ,too. I finally understood it is similar to the people in the west who risk their health with possible skin cancer in tanning booths! It is the human condition to want things we don’t have! I know I lighten my hair!
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