The Huancaro market is held every Saturday in Cusco and is your one stop shop for fruits and vegetables as well as a host of other things like honey, milk and yogurt, coffee and all the grain you could imagine. As I walk down aisle after aisle I'm amazed by the variety, the freshness and the fair price. I chat with a vendor briefly about thier goods before I ask if I can take a photo of them or thier merchandise. Some of whom are curious to know if its possible to buy such things in my country. Sometimes the answer is a variation of "Yes, but not like this," and sometimes it's "No, I've never seen this before." In this way we both are able to learn a little about one another, and thats a commitment of understanding I've made as I travel through these foriegn lands.
Markets like these represent more than merely a place for transactions. They are a gathering place in which people from the surrounding provinces make a trip to buy, sell and trade. Although we exchange money for the things we acquire the main curency here is trust; trust that your buying quality goods for a fair price, and trust that in turn you will come back over and over again. Both the market and this system of trust is a universal social structure that has been in place for thousands of years, on every inhabited continent. As we, in the US, try to reiinvirogate a fair agricultural system it is facinating to see it occur here so organically.