Arequipa Market
Hear me, O Muse, as I tell of walking through the vibrant market of Arequipa in the land of Peru—a true feast for the senses as the banquet of the gods is a feast for immortal appetites. The colors and smells of exotic fruits and vegetables bright as the jewels of goddesses, the sounds of haggling vendors like the merchants of Phoenician ports, and the bustling energy of the shoppers created an atmosphere unlike any other upon the earth. It was an image-maker's dream, that realm where all manner of visual treasures awaited capture, and I preserved the essence of it all with my faithful device. In the month of September, two thousand and sixteen.