Chris, Tina, Richard and I all were excited to stop at Rari, a little village in southern Chile, on the way to Chillan. The people here (mostly women) are famous for their horse hair weavings. They must have seen us coming, and they must be laughing all the way to a bank account in Switzerland or the Caribbean, because we bought a BUNCH of this stuff, and it ain't cheap, fellow North Americans. Now, granted, it takes forever to make one of the little creations we bought, but some stupid horse gave up it's tail willingly, I'm sure. (ZERO cash out, to this point in time) The cost in this is the labor, but what else do these women have to do? It's not like they watch soaps and play golf or cards everyday!
We bought stuff from this little lady in the picture, and she was delighted that the gringos came down her dusty little dirt road to purchase. She had learned this skill from her mother, who had probably learned it from her mother, and so on. She was feisty, had hard gnarled little hands and a very weathered face, but she was smiling at us and our pesos, which we gave her most of for the stuff we couldn't live without. STUPID TOURISTS!!!!
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