This made it difficult to suddenly turn off of the road to see what was being sold from the truck; when the road wasn't clear for me to pull across the opposite lane of traffic- nor did I want the person behind me to suddenly rear end my car.
So, once I remembered that he was there on Wednesdays, I made it a point to look for him. Of course, I still had to go past the 'fish guy's truck' and go about a mile further down the road to the nearest 'roundabout' and then return due to the traffic.
I had hoped it was the wonderful roasted chicken that they do so well here. It wasn't but, this is a good option to have too.
|Just one guy is running the truck, taking orders, packing up your purchases, and making your change.|
|Look! He even had calamari.|
|This is about 1/3 of what he had for sale. It was quite a selection to choose from.|
|This fish is grilled in olive oil and it looked really good. I'm going to get it the next time that I stop at the Fish guy's truck.|
|The middle sign (with the spatula) says: Pasta with fish. I'm not sure what is in the front of that dish?|
|I got some of this grilled salmon the first time that I stopped. It was great... but, I love salmon!|
|This is what I ended up buying. An assortment of different pieces to sample. Of course, I have my two favorites and the round thing? It's a fried stuffed green olive. I had part of one and it was good.|
And, yes, the locals were staring at me while I was taking the photos. You see what I do to post photos here? I risk getting the name 'That Crazy American Woman'... (at least they don't know which house I live in yet... so, I know that they won't be pointing at my house every time they drive past it and say the same thing!) Of course, as many times as I have taken photos of the most ordinary things or of the unusual through the years... they might have always referred to me that way anyway?
I risk it all to share my foreign travels... all for you guys and guy-ettes.