This is my trip to the hat factory. I bought a hat, but I didn't take a photo of it and I. I sent it back home to keep it safe and travel light. It is a black fedora.
First they clean the wool.
Then they rinse the wool.
Then they dry off the wool.
Then they do something with the wool. Ammonia is in the air.
Then this machine does something too.
80% Argentinian wool, 20% Bolivian wool. They have a wool treaty.
They make these bell shapes. This is how ALL their hats begin to take shape.
Here is where they go to dye. All hats dye eventually.
This is what they call "El Caracol", which means "The Snail". The floor manager gets into this machine and gives orders to the workers, all at the speed of a snail. They said to me when they sell enough hats they will make a shell and he can live in the machine, it is every Bolivians dream.
In this photo the "Pellizco Culo" pinches the workers bum when he slacks off. Hey look, bowler hats!
He is finishing the hats, and I am finishing my tour. Bye bye hat factory!!
They were luton beds before they were luton stores in England.
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