Uva Uva Uva

We stopped in Juliaca (contraband capital of Peru - which we experienced first hand when a Quechua woman behind us asked us to hold onto one of her items as we passed through an area where the bus was inspected) on our way to Arequipa. Here vendors use tricycles to transport their goods. This intersection was full of commotion with buses, tricycle taxis, vendors, pedestrians, etc. It was also very noisy with lots of shouting over megaphones, like at an auction or a horse race. We eventually realized that the shouting was coming from the fruit vendors, who attached giant megaphones to their carts. For some reason (which we couldn´t figure out), it was only the grape vendors that seemed to do this. "uva, uva, uva....uva blanca, uva rica, uva dulce.....dos soles a la uva...oiga senores y senoras!"