The shopping mall in the wild
Driving around in Mauritius, suddenly, in the green wild, a shopping mall. It was a somehow unreal feeling walking around in the mall. It was silent, empty and out of it’s cultural context. I went back several times to see if the emptiness only was a coincidence with my first visit, but no. The lines of cashier just sitting with almost nothing to do, the overfilled shelves, the lonely woman walking around.
The local market a few miles away was overfilled, with people and goods. I ask one woman why she was speding time at the local market instead of the mall, she answered: ”Because the fresh and cold feeling at the mall, the cleaness and the perfection makes me so unhappy. All the joy with food is gone. The smell and texture is not there. It’s not food.”