Or maybe it was because our first stop was the booth of the 4-H Dairy Club, who were selling the most delicious milkshakes. At first I thought that these were special milkshakes, made from the milk of cows they had milked that very morning. Well, no, they turned out to be made from the usual milkshake mix poured into the usual milkshake machine. But I was assured that several people in the booth had actually milked cows that morning, even if none of it made it into our shake, and somehow that made me feel better.
Some pretty Guatamalan baskets on display:
This guy was getting an amazing sound out of these small wooden pipes:
Some street food:
And something I had never seen before, an artist selling Jesus posters.