In the morning, I headed out to a mercado, something I was told I must experience. There were many aisles of food vendors and people eating at the stalls. Nothing was labeled, so I didn't try to order anything. There was a lot of meat.
I stopped in a cafe for lunch. The waitress knew a little English. Though she asked me if I wanted my cheese sandwich with jam (which I recognized as a mispronounced ham).
After that I headed to the Plaza de Armas to see a fountain with dogs on it. I sat down to sketch. A woman walked around, handing out bougainvillea flowers to everyone, so I sketched the one she gave me. As I was sketching the fountain, a woman came up and set up her stall next to me. I saw her sell a bag of bird seed to children. The park was full of pigeons, and the kids loved feeding them. Another family came by and fed the pigeons. A couple pigeons climbed into my lap while sketching! I sketched the pigeons. That was until I felt something on my back. A pigeon pooped on the back of my shirt. I decided that meant it was time to go back to my hotel room.
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| Parroquia de Santiago |
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| I stopped by a cafe where they knew a little English, and picked up a sandwich and this for dessert. |
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