For the Love of Mangoes

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"For the Love of Mangoes"

We climbed up these stone steps to get up the bluff. Mus tells me that this tree is special and priests come here to perform rites and make sacrifices.

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This huge mango tree was so sprawling and beautiful. I laid down beneath it and took pictures while Mus rustled around in the bushes, looking for fallen mangoes.

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We met this awesome old man while we were walking around. Mus didn't know him personally before, but we had friends and acquaintances in common (not surprisingly, since Obo's a tiny village). He showed us his farm; he was a farmer by day, and worked as a security man at a local hotel at night.

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This is his little campsite in his farm. Sometimes he sleeps out here, and he often prepares meals for himself here from the produce of his farm. He keeps a collection of utensils here for just such occasions.

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He always hangs his backpack at the edge of his campsite on that little tree.

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The path home

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Mus's haul from the big mango tree. He's just a little excited.

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I think mangoes are yummy, but I'm allergic, so he shared his bountiful harvest with the kids in the house