Susie and Jacky (Mike's sisters) contemplating breakfast? |
Those of us who are meat eaters in the western world (we are aspiring vegetarians who can’t
quite make the leap) rarely confront the connection
between the cute animals we see on farms, and the concoction served on our
plates in restaurants or at home.
There are exceptions of course – those who hunt, and those who actually
work in slaughter-houses, but any moral objections we may have about the treatment
of animals is conveniently shielded by societies that do a good job of masking
the more unpleasant aspects of our lifestyles.
The Otavalo animal market does not expose us to the actual slaughter
animals, but it is an incredible display of the trading relationship between
people and the animals we eat.
Held on Saturday mornings in a field on the edge of town, it is a feast
for the photographer, as well as a preparation for feasts to come. Walking to the market early in the
morning (between 6 and 7 is good), the first awareness of something different
is the sight of people walking away from the field carrying chickens or walking
a pig. Then we come to the main road where large numbers of people are
gathered, either arriving or waiting for a ride to leave with their new lively purchases.
The entrance was a narrow gap in the fence on the side of the road, so we
clambered through along with others making their way in. There were a handful
of observers such as our selves, but it seemed that most people were there to
trade. The rough field was divided up according to animal type – chickens along
one side, pigs in the middle (surprise!), cattle at the far end, a handful of
sheeps, goats and llamas, and other assorted small animals such as cats, dogs
and guinea pigs near the entrance.

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Cuy - Guinea Pigs |
Around the field, other traders gather to take advantage of the crowds. A line of cafés serve the hungry, and one can also find baskets, sweets, underwear, soap and other goodies. Trucks come and go. On my second visit, I learned more about the selling technique. About a dozen pigs were jammed in the back, released one by one to the ‘display’ area, while some people would come to the truck to examine the range of pigs available.

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