This lovely small town in the hills near Sucre has a great Sunday market with people from all over the surrounding area coming by bus, car, truck and donkey. Seriously, they had a donkey parking area just on the outskirts of town. The locals are amazing to watch as they buy and sell what they need. Everyone wore a hat. Some wore leather versions in the style of the conquistadors who came though 500 years ago. Others wore knitted beanies, precariously perched upon their heads. But the hat of choice was a fedora-like version made of felt that was bent, twisted and worked into whatever stylish shape the owner was in the mood for that day. We had some fried chicken in the central market, walked all the lanes and appreciated the authentic traditions still being lived today. Not much Castellano spoken here. Nearly everyone spoke in Quechua.
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