Today the six of us went to the street market that is a few blocks away from us. There are stalls filled with many different things: hand-woven bags, rugs and scarves; knit hats, scarves, gloves, and sweaters; clothing like pants, shirts, shoes, and underwear; food like yogurt, fruit, vegetables, meals, and even live guinea pigs and rabbits. I bought some things there. Here are a few pictures:
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| Hand-embroidered alpaca scarves. |
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| An alpaca sweater...see the little alpacas woven into it? |
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| My hat with alpacas on it and fingerless gloves. |
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| The hand-woven purse I bought at the market. |
Tonight we went to a restaurant and I had Lomo Fino a la Parilla. There was so much meat on my plate, but it was quite tasty. One of the other volunteers got deep-fried guinea pig and it came out with the head, hands, feet and all. It was quite interesting looking. Almost each of us had a taste. It tasted kind of like the dark meat on a turkey. They were playing 80s music in there and Milli Vanilli, "Baby, Don't Forget My Number" came on. I couldn't believe I was listening to Milli Vanilli in the middle-of-nowhere Peru.
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