Everyday I see women working hard, driving cows in front of them, or dragging goats behind them. If it didn’t feel intrusive I would take more pictures so you could see how hard the people work in Curahuasi. They fill those blankets or mantas full of alfalfa, or corn, or wood, or babies and carry them all over town. Everyone wears a hat to keep the sun’s harsh rays from burning. They all dress warmly with sweaters, several skirts, and long johns so that every time I examine a patient in the clinic they are sweating. It can be 75 degrees and they will still be dressed like it is 40 degrees.