Tarabuco Markets

Even though Sucre had easily enough to keep us occupied shopping wise we had read that a visit to Tarabuco markets was well worth it and although our trip the day before hadn’t gone too well off we went (with the same company as we had booked both at the same time)!
Once again a superb drive through the mountains led us to the small village of Tarabuco which was very indigenous and surrounded by tiny farms, in fact they would probably be better described as small holdings. Often it looked like a small one roomed house in a field with some chickens, maybe a pig, maybe some oxen or even a couple of donkeys. We actually saw a farmer ploughing his field with a wooden plough and a couple of oxen which is certainly something I don’t get to see everyday!
The markets themselves were meant to be famous for their textiles and we bought a couple of empty bags in anticipation of everything that we were going to buy but unfortunately a combination of a bit of rain and the fact that everything they were trying to sell us was most certainly not 100% llama or alpaca meant that we didn’t go too crazy.
We got some great gloves from the only one who was honest and told us that it was a local design but sheep’s wool. We also had a bit of fun while I bought some sandals made of tires. The locals and everyone were laughing at me trying them on and haggling with the guy and eventually getting them for the price I wanted. They should last and the joke amongst the group was that they had more tread on them than on any of the tires we have seen on the buses so far here in Bolivia!
It was a great experience seeing the town and for me the best bits about both Sucre and Tarabuco were that we were able to experience the markets that the locals use everyday. For me that was really very fun I reckon I could spend hours walking around enjoying the buzz. T

   
Some of the local men in their traditional garb minus the rain jackets of course.

 This how the ladies and some of the men carry everything. There could be shopping, a baby or God knows what else in there. They really are tough as you see some ladies trudging up a hill with massive loads on their backs

   
Some of the wares. The colours are truely spectacular.

 A shot of one of the quieter streets. Unfortunately due to the rain it was difficult to get a shot as they all had tarps covering the goods

  
This statue was in the main square. As you can see the local tribes did not take well to Spanish occupation.

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