Market community

Andres & I went golfing early this morning; we burned up the course and decided to reward ourselves with quesadillas at my friend Victor's place in the market.  As we were finishing, my white haired amiga showed up.  [She is really poor, and Victor regularly treats her to a quesadilla].  So there we were - a bunch of people of different cultures and socioeconomic status enjoying a bit of community in the market.

Check Flickr for alternates including a group photo of Victor, Andres and my amiga; also a lady with a head load of crabs for sale, and a fun loving masajista at the beach, and a well endowed tourist.