My first morning in Jauja, I needed a hat to shade me from the sun. To my surprise, I found a store just outside the hotel – “Specialista en sombreros de todos partes”. hatshats hats
Walking the streets in my new black Trilby I saw now that everybody in Hauja had a hat, and some had several. There were leathery old market women with turret shaped pale blue w
oollen hats perched atop their grey hair, babies strapped to their mother backs’ cocooned in tiger and monkey face hats, complete with ears, and children in prams with pink ribboned bonnets; boys and girls walking home from school in giggling groups sported red cloth sunhats, and there were even women wearing two or three hats, perched on on top of another. Many market stalls sold hats, and several specialised in particular types of hat, whilst in alleys and dark workshops at the roadside there were hat repair shops, hat wholesalers – high stacks of woven Panamas or canvas cowboy hats wrapped in plastic. I imagined somewhere there would be hat stylists, designers, PR executives and consultants.
oollen hats perched atop their grey hair, babies strapped to their mother backs’ cocooned in tiger and monkey face hats, complete with ears, and children in prams with pink ribboned bonnets; boys and girls walking home from school in giggling groups sported red cloth sunhats, and there were even women wearing two or three hats, perched on on top of another. Many market stalls sold hats, and several specialised in particular types of hat, whilst in alleys and dark workshops at the roadside there were hat repair shops, hat wholesalers – high stacks of woven Panamas or canvas cowboy hats wrapped in plastic. I imagined somewhere there would be hat stylists, designers, PR executives and consultants.