We bought loads of things ashore on our 12 cruises.
Yes I bought all the gear from the traders outside the Pyramids. Didn't notice 'made in China', but who cares? They still have sand in the bags. I remember I kept our coach waiting while I was haggling over a sphinx with the trader. Lunch was looming and because I was last to baord (way last) all the other coaches had departed and our coach was now destined to be last to arrive. So moody pax.
Best was in the shed at the Durban docks, There were always loads of stands selling rather super goodies.
From the most gorgeous female from the Massai tribe aged what? who knows? guess 50+ we bought a hand carved chess set.
She was dressed in red with a stupendous headdress. She spoke perfect English.
I am ashamed to say I waited till the final ship's whistle (ie get on board now or get left behind) before I bargained with her and got it for peanuts.
Why are we (well me anyway) so reluctant to pay a decent amount? I bet she had travelled miles. Mind you she was smiling from ear to ear, so she probably got the better of me.
Cape Town was good for those artistic 8' high carved giraffes. Over the years (I think four different times to Cape Town on QE2) we have acquired a tribe of giraffes, from eight inches high to eight foot. Fifteen of them. They're adorable and each purchase has a memory and a story and it's always QE2.
In Cochin we bought a spice chest and had it delivered on a tuk tuk. Huge it was but you could bring anything on board providing you kept it in your cabin
That's the tip of the iceburg. We must have bought things in every port (well not S'ton).
Today we have been packing up our Cookery School Kitchen for its annual deep clean and repaint. All the gear has filled around 40 boxes. The contractors come tomorrow and the kitchen is decommissioned for at least a week. (It's a bit like the annual QE2 refit.)
Dominique told me we can never move house. What she meant was that we would need an artic to move us. (Only one?

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And we only live in a weeny house. We are both magpie collectors and cannot bin anything. Our QE2 memorabilia must account for dozens of boxes.
Oh but we love our souvenirs bought ashore. What a way to keep the QE2 memory alive.