At the "food court" at the bus terminal, this is where all the food booths get the water for doing dishes and cooking.
This is the back side of the food booth area, where the tables are for people to eat. The tables are all blue and every table is a different booth. Next time I'll be good and get a picture of the fronts of the booths that shows the food that is for sale.
Right across from the bus terminal people have laid out their produce to sell. We thought about going to the Café Donuts right behind them but we wanted to get a little street vendor food closer to the Plaza del Poncho.
Rats! It was bright enough that I couldn't see the display after I took the photo so I didn't see that there was so much glare on the window but you can still see the meat hanging in the window of the butcher shop. Yes, the part on the far left that doesn't have the glare is open to the street.
Is this fabric not beautiful. This is the display along the side wall to help entice you to come in to purchase their wares. The fabric isn't "cheap" by local standards but at $4/meter, it wasn't bad. I got two meters of the bright red to hopefully get a blouse made out of it. We'll see how it goes.
I love this mural! It's such a shame that there is that sign right in the center of it. It's still lovely.
These women are vendors at the market. Until the customers show up they're sitting there working on their needlework.
The artwork is so vibrant. It is definitely not all my style but there's something here for everyone. I wish I'd gotten a close up of the feathers. They're the small pieces laying on the table. There or paintings on them.
This woman has a large variety of styles of art. I'm particularly fond of the things in the front left corner of the table. I have some in my house that I had framed. They are made from homemade paper that is pressed into a mold. The motifs are raised and a part of the paper before it is painted. They're quite lovely.
I love the colors of this stack of alpaca blankets. The ones on the left are fairly thin but still warm. They're about the size for a double bed and you can get one for between $12 and $20 depending on whether or not you bargain at all or well.
These guys were so funny. The one on the right was dozing when the one on the left came along and tweaked his nose. I asked if I could take their pictures. Sure, they said. The one on the right kept raising two fingers as if in a peace symbol. I discovered after I'd taken the pictures that he was asking me for $2 to take their picture. I told him I'd give him $1 but not $2. I figured that if I was paying for the pictures, they could pose for me so when the fellow on the left offered to pinch his friend's nose again, I pulled the camera out again and clicked away.
I have to admit, they are pretty darned cute.
I loved these adorable kids clothes.
There are a couple of things of interest in this picture. First of all, my friend and I got some of the lovely fried things on that platter. They're a little like donut holes but the inside of them is bright yellow-y orange and she puts half a dozen of them in a little bag and then sprinkles sugar over them, all for 50 cents. While we were sitting on the steps eating them, the fellow to the left casually walked past carrying four chickens--they're alive. Right here he's standing there talking with someone and just holding the chickens upside down as they pick their heads up periodically to look around.
Not all the sales people have formal booths. This guy has all his shirts in his suitcase and he found a little patch of sidewalk and is laying things out to sell.
This street has vendors down it for several blocks. I've never seen the whole market. I'm guessing I've seen 1/4 of it and I've gone over 8 or 10 blocks. Of course I always start at the same place because I start from the bus terminal. One of these days maybe I'll just walk past these streets and explore a new part of it. I'll take my camera and see if there's new stuff to share with you.
Again, on the way out of town, there was another vegetable display. Unfortunately I was in a taxi and couldn't stop to see what they have. This was on a Saturday, though, and market day here in Cotacachi is Sunday so getting fresh produce in Otavalo isn't a big priority for me.
That was my morning in Otavalo. Oh, the reason I was in a taxi was because I'm not great at taking the bus home from there. I might have to do it next time just so I can take pictures of people getting on the bus. It's the most amazing thing. These lovely, polite, timid people absolutely mob the entrance to the bus and people get totally mashed trying to get on. If you're not good at pushing and shoving small people, you might not get on the bus. Of course this is only on market day and only in the afternoon. The rest of the time it's just like any other time. For me, I'd rather pay my half of the $5 taxi ride back home than fighting the bus.
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