The King Coconut

Even in late December, Sri Lanka was hot. Walking around the urban areas of Colombo and Kandy meant dragging ourselves through the thick humid air, squeezing in between so many bodies pushing through the narrow sidewalk space. Biking around Anuradhapura and hiking up Sigiria and Adam’s peak (posts to come!), sweat was pouring out of us much like the athletes in those gross gatorade commercials where the sweat comes out orange.

No need to carry around a bottle of anything to rehydrate, though, because the King Coconut is for sale all across the island for a mere $0.15 – $0.25. We bought them off of street vendors, snack shacks, wholesale fruit stalls, even off guys who would hack one off for us from the bunches of the coconuts tied onto the back of their bicycles.

With a few skilled chops of a machete, a vendor would hand over the coconut and wait as we chugged it standing. (Check out this clip Amy took of a vendor in Colombo: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=DrqdBhcgec8)

Slightly sweet, mildly tangy, so watery.

Slightly sweet, mildly tangy, so watery. Taking a biking break at a produce stand in Anuradhapura.

I just love her huge smile.

Friendly, smiley coconut vendor.

Sometimes after guzzling all the liquid out of the coconut, the vendor would split the shell for us, giving us access to the white, mild, jelly-like flesh.

A shard of shell served as my spoon.

A shard of shell was my spoon.

The perfect pick-me-up pit-stop, we’d be on our way, electrolytes replenished.

Amy, inexplicably, is not a fan.

Amy, inexplicably, is not a fan.

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About Laura McAdams

Laura McAdams is a Master’s student at University of Pennsylvania studying International Educational Development. Her experience in the MENA region includes 15 months as a Fulbright student researcher to Fez and Ifrane, Morocco in 2010 and 2011. Her project was interested in understanding the disconnect between the policies of technology usage in education and the reality of how these policies unfold in the classroom. Summer 2012 she returned to the Middle Atlas mountains of Morocco to work with a women’s weaving cooperative. She is excited to learn more about other countries in the MENA region and issues involving education policy and reform, technology usage in curriculums and gender equality in education. One of Laura’s lifelong goals is to one day be able to sit down and leisurely read a newspaper in Arabic.
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