But the reason we arrived on a Friday was to attend the Saturday market at 5:30 am. And when we
arrived it was like cowboy country: men and woman wearing ponchos and cowboy hats; setting up their
vegetable stands, and unloading huge bags of carrots and potatoes from trucks and sturdy horses.
Women were cooking yards of bright red sausage, grilling corn on the cob, making the hearty local
soups and stews, as well as their own colourful salsa concoctions. By 8:00 the market was in full swing.