Walking round the packed market stalls, I truly felt as though I was ‘living like a local’. I listened as Nurul told me about all the alien foods and spices laid out in front of me. Meanwhile, I ducked and weaved between the stands, feeling like a true adventurer in a foreign land. This was helped by the fact that the market clearly didn’t get many western visitors. In other words, I did get a few odd looks from the locals and stall owners. None the less, I felt very safe, although Nurul did warn me to watch out for pick-pockets.