The last time I went to the night market, I took my crowd- and shopping-averse (yet very patient and forgiving) boyfriend. There was a guy singing old Michael Jackson favourites, on the stage, and a Shih Tzu and a Chihuahua, both dressed as Scarlet O’Hara (complete with straw hats) nearly ripped each other to shreds, in the middle of the walkway.

My boyfriend was horrified, but I will always love the night market. It’s the place to go to buy cute, kitschy items from the Far East, to try the latest in fun junk food, and just to people watch. Plan to stay the entire night, go with an empty stomach and a full wallet, and be sure to stop at the Happy House shack for a Nutella and banana crêpe.