Pachamama

We’re still waiting on the upholstery. Angela went by the shop yesterday and they haven’t been able to find the right color material. In order to speed things along, we chose a slightly lighter beige color that they think they can locate immediately. If all goes well, we’ll hit the road tomorrow. Sucre isn’t a bad place to be stuck, but we are really itching to leave.

We were going through some of our photos while waiting around and we completely forgot the weekend we burned tiny trinkets as an offering to Pachamama.  This required another trip to the ‘witch’ area of the market.

We passed on the various and sundry carcasses and dried toucan beaks (!) and went straight for the pacha offerings. Our witch doctor sprinkled some animal fat and other goo over our gifts to make sure they burned well. Our guy at the camp site even helped us with the proper ceremony that included kissing the Earth. A nice touch.

The general idea is that Mom Earth with return the favor and present us with real versions of this stuff over the next year. Can’t hurt.