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  • People eat iguanas. In fact, some people consider them a delicacy. I didn’t know that. Maybe its because I’m an ignorant tourist, or maybe because I’m firmly rooted in my American middle-class ways. Whatever the reason, I wasn’t prepared for what turned out to be one of the most interesting cultural events I’ve ever witnessed. I’ve come realize that I possess a rare talent for being hurled into strange situations like this – what extraordinary luck.

    This fierce pack of hunters was made up of five or so young boys – out of school on holiday. They'd honed the process of capturing iguanas into a sort of brutal science.

    In summary, this is how it played out: One boy would climb the tree and shake the iguanas to the ground. Then, the already battered creature would attempt a final escape into the water with the hunters in hot pursuit. Next, with the speed and precision of a cat pouncing on a mouse, one of the boys would use a shirt to trap the massive lizard just before it reached the waters edge. Once it was subdued, the team leader twisted the beast's arms behind it’s back and cleverly inserted one of the iguana’s long claws into it’s opposing hand – creating a ruthlessly effective sort of handcuff. This marked the beginning of the end for the iguana.

    Because iguana meat and eggs (found inside females) spoil quickly, the boys hurried off to the market to sell their prisoner to the highest bidder.

    The Cheshire grin on their faces summed up the day – a successful hunt. It was exciting in a way, to see the entrepreneurial spirit in its purest form – another day, another dollar.

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