Twice now, Johanna and Jenny have stopped in the middle of our walks together. Although some may find their musings crazy, it really has to do with them missing home.
The first time occurred when Johanna spotted the berry tree (we still don't know what kind of berries they are), and next thing we knew, even though we were headed to Grido, we were munching on these berries for a good few minutes. Just picking away at the mystery fruits, fingers stained and dripping purple. Inspiration for their gift to us the next week.
This past Thursday, Jenny stopped and looked up. I followed her eyes to those bulbous green somethings within a tree. Its branches stuck out past the fence, so we figured that meant free reign on the fruits(?) that extended our way. I assisted Sarah to reach the ones the Colombians deemed worthy (madura--ripe).
We came home for J&J's English lesson, while Jenny prepared these.. things. It required some boiling water, sugar and cinnamon. With those ingredients, what could go wrong? The answer is nothing :)
It makes me think that everyone needs their own Colombians to teach them how to make every tree edible. Just like Scarlet, you'll never go hungry again! Chau.
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