Heard of a local flea market that is open only on Sundays. Northeast of where I am staying. An hour walk so set out late morning. Usaquen used to be a small town north of Bogota but the city swallowed it up. Lots of new construction but this wonderful Sunday tradition persists. Mostly locals. Heard very little English.
I have no idea how that woman is staying on that pole but she waved and moved her right hand and wiggled her feet. She is tiny. I suppose some elaborate brace under it all but looked crazy. The street performers here are terrific . I sure as heck gave her some money!
Lastly. I bought some hacky sacs for David and Alexis. Ryan and Evan used to love these. Managed to find two more with BC and BU colors for ry and ev. I paid the woman and turned to walk away and choked up. I was buying gifts for my four sons, not my two. Really hit me. I’m am such a sap but it was a lovely moment. Another wonderful day.