Animal surprise

Near our compound is a wet market (I think I've mentioned before) and in front of the wet market each morning, some women get together and dance.  Some times they are fan dancing with pretty fuchsia-colored fans and other times they just dance.  I think they do it for exercise and they're typically anywhere from 50-70 years old maybe.  Below is a picture . . . however the real story . . . 

was when I was taking this picture, a man passed in front of me very quickly.  I looked at him and saw that he was holding a pig's head by the ear and then tossed it into the back of a van like it was a bag of soccer balls.  It was one of those moments where I really didn't want to look, yet I could not take my eyes away that this pig's head just whizzed by me.  I mean "head" as in he/she was probably just slaughtered maybe hours ago (nothing was dripping - sorry to be graphic!).  I looked around like 'did anyone else just see that?!?' but no one else either saw or cared.  I know you're hoping for the picture but he tossed it into a bin and thus I lost the shot.  Ah, the wet market is proving to be an adventure on its own . . .