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As we approached the frenetic heart of the market we maneuvered over men in bowler hats and women cradling babies in colourful woven slings to hop out of a taxi filled to the bursting. We lost no time in setting about to explore the twisting streets teeming with colour and energy. Fruits and vegetables laid strewn across blankets lining the cobblestone paths. and 5 rickety stalls hosted piles of fabrics and handicrafts. Vociferous vendors touted their goods and haggled with customers. Children darted amongst the throngs of shoppers while the elderly observed the commotion from whatever available niches remained.Para 2:
I pulled out my safely stashed phone to photograph the whirlwind of vibrancy while my new friend examined some merchandise at a nearby stall. We were the only tourists in the market as far as we could see. Years of high school Spanish classes and hours spent poring over travel books in my preparatory efforts to blend in with the locals proved insufficient. I stuck out like a great white American sore thumb. Conscious as I felt of my conspicuous foreignness, I evidently had not been quite as aware of my surroundings as I believed.Para 3:
I feel a forceful tugging at my hand and before I have time to register the shock of being robbed, the pickpocket hastily disappears into the crowds and I am dashing right after him. I can hear myself shouting, alternating in Spanish and English, pleading for someone to stop him. The voice sounds distant and removed from my body. He tears through narrow, snaking alleys, attempting to lose me in the labyrinth. Athleticism is not included amongst my fortes, but I run faster than I knew my legs could carry me, willing my eyes to maintain sight of the thief's red shirt flashing like a bullfighter's flag ahead of me.