"Where are you dropping us off?" Alan asked, leaning toward the front.
Jack didn't answer immediately, he took a long moment to navigate a sharp turn that nearly clipped a fruit stall before grunting, "The Main Plaza, the very centre of the city."
"Alright then." Alan settled back into the plush seat, crossing his arms and idly glancing out the window.
"The streets are quite busy," Lucian voiced Alan's exact thoughts.
Indeed the streets were very active, the sound of vendors and stall markets and the loud bargains all naturally filtered to Alan's ear.
Despite the disorderliness of the place, everything proceeded without an issue.
The variety of goods being sold was another fact that took Alan's attention, with numerous markets selling fruits, others distributing accessories, and some selling fish.
