This weekend I went to the Feria de los
Mataderos with my friend Sarah and we enjoyed a beautiful day outside of our normal
routine. Although still inside the city, I was shocked out how much I felt
outside of the city. Sarah and I discussed how we felt like we were in a
different country. I particularly loved the spirit of this fair. There were so
many people, families, and friends just enjoying the day. We watched people
dance, listened to music, went to the museum, and had delicious choripan and
tamales! All the people were extremely friendly and there were as many
foreigners as locals. It was the first time I had the sensation I was back in
Peru. Many of the people carried the distinguishable Latin American traits, but
we were met with such warmth.
One thing I found particularly interesting was
that before we reached the main fair, there was a park busy with commotion.
From families picnicking, to vendors selling anything from socks to soccer
jerseys, the hustle and bustle of this barrio was astonishing. I found this feria
before the main, traditional feria to be fascinating. Literally anything was being sold from
used shoes, to burned DVD’s, to fishing rods. Although these goods were not of the
highest caliber, I was amazed at what pride people had in what they were
selling. Just as the picture shows the lines were straight and a lack of tables
did not deter them from displaying what they had to sell in an organized
manner. I began to think about the U.S. and how so many would look at what was
being sold as junk and not even take an interest, but I was content to walk
around and converse with those who had their displays carefully positioned on the ground.
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