Farmers Market(Kind of)

Date: 6/20/2019

According to this dream, our family visited my grandpa in what I'm assuming was Mexico. He happened to own a supermarket which we referred to as a "farm" mainly due to the quantity and variety of birds. Quails, peacocks and heaps of ducks enclosed in fences at the entrance. Now, further into this establishment; now containing a rather quaint atmosphere; there were vendors with kind faces. I was enthralled and eager to meet my grandfather (he's dead). My brother's and I decided to pass the time by walking around. I was impressed as I noticed there were many tourists in the market, definitely foreign. A young woman tried speaking to us in what I can only assume to be Swiss. She grew irritated when we couldn't understand her. "She said the toilet's not working, she must've confused you with a worker." A Mexican woman intervened. The woman seemed of good nature. "Oh, ok. I'm not sure where any workers are but I can ask." I replied. The woman's name is Eye "Well nice to meet you, Eye." We continued our adventure, through bustling crowds. Greeting the vendors, scarfing down organic foods, feeding the birds, and reading some manga(there was an anime and manga section). I never met my grandpa.