“So here I am, flying down a rocky hill on my Peace Corps-issued Trek mountain bike when I come upon three men hauling coconuts into town. Each one has a thick stick of bamboo slung over his shoulder with a basket hanging from each end. This is how people transport everything around here: bananas, charcoal, chickens… anything. There are just too many hills and rutted-out gullies on the road for an oxcart. Anyway, it just so happens that today, I want a coconut.”

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