As someone recently mentioned, things are available for purchase on the buses here in Bogotá (please follow that link, and read part 2 to that story here). Usually the adventure starts with the salesperson apologising for the inconvenience of interrupting our journey (although most interruptions are welcomed as hardly anyone reads on buses here), then handing out samples to each passenger. Then the sales pitch (usually involving tuition fees and/or illness) starts in earnest. Finally the price is stated, along with the offer to take whatever spare change you have if you don't have enough money to pay the full price. If you don't want to buy it, just hand it back with a smile.
I decided to buy everything that was offered to me on the buses for one week, and this is what I got:
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- A squeezy moldable toy head. I'm really not sure what the official name for this kind of toy is, but I'm sure you know what I mean. It was being sold by a man who claimed it was the perfect tool to educate your child and improve their hand mobility/agility and knowledge of shapes, or just as a stress reliever for yourself. What impressed me most about his pitch was that he managed to demonstrate how to play with the toy on a moving bus without falling over. (1,000)
- El Tiempo. One of the main newspapers here. This is the Saturday edition which is huge! In the UK all the newspapers have been shrunk down to commuter friendly sizes, however this is still a real broadsheet. No wonder no-one reads the newspaper on the bus in Bogotá! There's no room! (Hence the creases.) This was being sold by a woman (an official vendor) who brought her 8 year old daughter on the bus with her. The girl had been reaching for something by standing on a bucket. This unfortunately tipped over and she was left with three partially paralysed fingers on one hand. The girl, as well as handing out the newspapers/collecting the coins showed off the (still red) scar on her wrist and palm. The mother had had to find work to pay for the doctors fees. (1,500)
- Black bin liners. These were being sold by a really cheerful guy who appeared to be over 50. A father of two, he bought in bulk and sold to us in smaller packs so that we wouldn't have to go to all the trouble of going to the shops ourselves. Although that seems like he's giving away his secret (buy low, sell high), prices in different areas of Bogotá vary so much, it is actually a good deal to take advantage of. (1,000)
- Two heart shaped lollipops. The first thing I bought before I realised making notes would be helpful when it came to writing this post. (200)
- Two gummy sweets. These were sold by a very young man, probably late teens, who wanted money for his first child.
- Two bracelets (the other was a gift to Virgina, who was accompanying me). Sold by a man whose wife was pregnant and in hospital. (2,000)
- Two packets of mints (one mint flavoured, the other strawberry-mint). The woman selling these hopped on and off the bus with a limp, saying that due to an incorrectly applied injection she had received in her leg, it permanently damaged her tendons. (700 for one pack, 1,000 for two)
- Wink (a caramel/biscuit chocolate bar). Being sold on the Trece on a hot afternoon, while we were stuck in heavy traffic, these were extremely popular. The woman selling these only spent a couple of minutes on our bus before hopping on to the next one. Most sales-people don't pay for their tickets, instead giving a free sweet/bracelet/etc to the driver in exchange for the short ride.
- two rappers (who usually rap about the people on the bus or things we pass in the street - they really are quite good!)
- one guitar/vocal duo (one day I will have the courage to at least photo, if not record, a busker) and
- one set of CDs designed to help your child master English (I had promised to buy everything offered for a week, but I just couldn't bring myself to go that far)
- Various pens, puzzle books, and colouring books. Sadly I wasn't offered any during the week, although I had seen them for sale before.
Now, who wants to help me eat all of this sugar? I'm not sure I can (should) manage all by myself...