This area of the Karawari belongs to the Kundiman people. They were cannibals until the 1960s when foreigners threatened them out of the practice but the blood stones (where the 'sacrifices' took place) still stand in front of the old spirit houses.
Their diet consist primarily of pancakes (like tortillas) and porridge or soup made from sago palm starch, fish, greens, and fruit.
This morning we got up early cuz we were going to go in search of another bird of paradise. Unfortunately it rained all night and while the Bird of Paradise is undoubtedly still out there somewhere, he's not going to display on a dreary day when he's all wet and not feeling his best. So the guide, Paul, and the other guys and I were chatting and looking through the Bird book. And I don't remember which bird Paul was talking about but that Bird apparently loves eating mayflies.
So the conversation had taken off to mayflies. And I mentioned when we were in Ethiopia camping in the middle of nowhere in jinka that the mayflies hatched. And that they were just thick everywhere like a carpet on the ground when they died. And Paul offered up that they're actually delicious. That they eat them. A delicacy really.
I said unfortunately we didn't try eating the mayflies. That that night we'd had spaghetti. And he and the other guys thought that was just funny, funny, funny. I know that humor, especially my humor, doesn't always translate well. So it was nice that this joke landed.
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