...would you trade these for these? Hell ya!
Ten minutes from us, lay an incredible Mango Forest which is passed on our way to Nosara. Finally I made us stop and talk to "the guys" workin there, ya see prime Mango season is April, more than a month away. However, as with any other crop, nothing ripens on the same day and when shipping overseas, one picks early anyhow. So w/ me and my next to zilch Spanish, I figure out it is ok to drive thru the trees and back to something. I tell Marina back at the quad and she begins to assume there is a house back there. I did not hear anything about a "casa"? Heading along this deeply rutted, decades old tractor track with long beautiful diffused canopy light and Mangos dangling about. We go and go, then Marina hears a whistle. "Se vende Mangos?", I say to the three guys resting in true farm fashion--on a tractor fender, in the grass and on the trailer-- with crates of plucked Mango scattered about. In the end we have 7 yummy looking softball sized fruits, which, he says should be ripe in 3-4 days and he would like "trece coca-cola" of "grande" size and he would like them today, "esta tarde". We head home, unload and eat lunch, then back w/ three 1.5 litre cokes which cost 3,000 colones(less than $6). Track em down again and they are smiley. Seems even a bit surprised, maybe he meant--one 3 litre coke? Now they have 4.5 litres worth. Regardless he comes over with four more Mangos and we exchange greetings and handshakes from a man that Marina's partial Spanish can barely understand. Feeling like happy little kids, a guy at the wagon says "oy" and motions us to stop. Brings over a crate and fills our rear quad crate(38 Mangos). Everyone is smiling in "grande" fashion now. "Pura Vida, Buenas, Muchas Gracias" and more handshakes.
We are feeling perhaps like a Sandollar sized baby Turtle that made it to Sea, might feel?
Our crate full, his empty and all hearts brimming. Now if I just had that solar oven, so I could bake "the guys", Mango muffins!!!! Mango muffins w/ Coke?
Ten minutes from us, lay an incredible Mango Forest which is passed on our way to Nosara. Finally I made us stop and talk to "the guys" workin there, ya see prime Mango season is April, more than a month away. However, as with any other crop, nothing ripens on the same day and when shipping overseas, one picks early anyhow. So w/ me and my next to zilch Spanish, I figure out it is ok to drive thru the trees and back to something. I tell Marina back at the quad and she begins to assume there is a house back there. I did not hear anything about a "casa"? Heading along this deeply rutted, decades old tractor track with long beautiful diffused canopy light and Mangos dangling about. We go and go, then Marina hears a whistle. "Se vende Mangos?", I say to the three guys resting in true farm fashion--on a tractor fender, in the grass and on the trailer-- with crates of plucked Mango scattered about. In the end we have 7 yummy looking softball sized fruits, which, he says should be ripe in 3-4 days and he would like "trece coca-cola" of "grande" size and he would like them today, "esta tarde". We head home, unload and eat lunch, then back w/ three 1.5 litre cokes which cost 3,000 colones(less than $6). Track em down again and they are smiley. Seems even a bit surprised, maybe he meant--one 3 litre coke? Now they have 4.5 litres worth. Regardless he comes over with four more Mangos and we exchange greetings and handshakes from a man that Marina's partial Spanish can barely understand. Feeling like happy little kids, a guy at the wagon says "oy" and motions us to stop. Brings over a crate and fills our rear quad crate(38 Mangos). Everyone is smiling in "grande" fashion now. "Pura Vida, Buenas, Muchas Gracias" and more handshakes.
We are feeling perhaps like a Sandollar sized baby Turtle that made it to Sea, might feel?
Our crate full, his empty and all hearts brimming. Now if I just had that solar oven, so I could bake "the guys", Mango muffins!!!! Mango muffins w/ Coke?
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