52 lake titicaca mar reed

we were told we shouldn’t actually eat it as our stomachs weren’t accustomed. little did nestor know that at the first island we’d been served some with no such warnings… (no problems followed, though.) it was a little like a coconut/banana cross, but not so sweet.

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