Sunday Market In Tarabuco
Tipped off by my Spanish teacher in Sucre, we made our way to the nearby town of Tarabuco on a Sunday to sample a bit of the Yampara culture and to roam a typical Bolivian sunday market.
Being lazy as I am, I am filled with the utmost respect for many of the vendors who have walked 3 or 4 hours across the mountain to sell their wares at the market. The high altitude has me panting just popping the lid off a can of Pringles.
Ladies in traditional garb sit with their wares displayed in front of them, a riot of colourful fabrics and handicrafts, and men selling stationary and mending shoes, and yet more stalls selling all manner of daily goods and foodstuff, and of course, the ubiquitous coca leaves. A little away from the tourist oriented stalls, there was a section where barter trade was still being practiced.
Many of the Yampara people, hailing from Bolivia’s central highlands, especially the ones living a more rural and isolated life in the campo, speak Quechua (the language of the Incas) in place of Spanish.
As I tried to make sense of the transactions going on before me, I got thinking that this great street market tradition spans cultures and eras, and just about every culture has its own version, from the great Djemma el-fna in Marrakech, to the Ubud Market in Bali, where people come together not only to trade goods and services but often also gossip and news.
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