Pisac Market Scenes: The artisan market at Pisac is now world famous, and although held every day, the largest market is held on Sundays, where the stalls start from the main plaza and spread into the inclined streets - leading to the foot of the mountain.
There were literally hundreds of individual vendors, whose market stalls engulfed the streets of the town in a blanket of tables, knitted products and plastic tarps. Although many of the vendors sold similar products - knitted scarfs, trinkets, jewelry, ceramics, alpaca sweaters and other clothing, etc, - there were some stalls selling unique quality products which made wandering through the market especially exciting!
We knew that bargaining for our purchases was part of the buying process in Peru and found most market vendors knew a few English numbers and we knew enough Spanish by that point in the trip to make transactions easier.
Most markets we visited had plenty of places where locals and tourists could buy snacks or a light meal.
Part of the attraction about Pisac's market was the amazing variety of hats the local women wore. We had seen the fedora and bowler styles previously but not the upturned and flattened looks before.
We munched on rolls straight out of the oven that made up for the others bought a little while earlier. The apple pastry looked yummy, too.
There were plenty of silver jewelry stalls throughout the massive market and I think I visited most of them as I was interested in buying more earrings since my gold ones had been taken when I had been mugged in Quito, Ecuador.
As had been the case at other Catholic churches we’d been to in South America, few people went up for Communion, something I wasn’t used to. Obviously, I didn’t understand a word of what was said during the Quechua-language Mass but it was extremely moving nonetheless to witness a very different Mass.
Everyone in the town of about 4,000 people, including the day trippers like us, was then invited to share in the feast in the central square and made to feel so very welcome.
We had seen seven sites containing ruins by then so decided not to take a taxi up to the top of the mountain behind the church and see the ones in Pisac. Somehow, we didn’t think we’d miss too much and, even if we had, we didn’t care at that point! We could safely say we were ‘ruined out’ at the at point and wouldn’t have had been able to appreciate the agricultural, hydraulic, military, residential and religious architecture.