Palm Sunday morning.  Local ladies are making decorative palm fronds to sell. The native dress here for women is a black skirt of what looks like shaggy felted wool and colorful tops.  Those with less economic status wear cotton. We found a great bakery and tried the banana and chocolate croissants then had two coffee americanos under the covered promenade.  Vendors passing by tried to sell us all types of things.  My backpack is packed so tightly I don't know how I could fit any more in it.