When you visit a new place, always check out the local market. — MICHELLE RAPONI/Pixabay I sat down at a rickety plastic table, held in balance with one leg propped up by a stone. The coffee stall owner came over, held up two fingers in a victory sign and I nodded with a knowing smile. In a jiffy, he brought over two cups of teh (milk tea) and placed them on the table, one for me and one for my wife who was shopping for groceries nearby. I whipped out my phone and started scrolling. It was my regular Saturday at the morning market in Alam Jaya, Selangor, surrounded by familiar faces, sights, smells and a cacophony of noises, all things familiar and re-assuring – my comfort zone, a non-event.