The Sunday market at Chinchero. I bought one of the typical hats and acught this woman watching me, probabaly wondering what in the world I was planning to do with it. I smiled and walked up to her and she took off her old hat, put on the new one and handed the old one to me! I was actually very pleased to have the older one which had some character. A man, who I assumed was her son, came along and they had a good laugh about it.
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