Let's not avoid the issue with this: it is a human zoo where the exhibits run part of the show. A lot of people are fascinated by the opportunity to see these women who are the last of their kind, whereas others are indignant at the idea. But amusingly that fact does not prevent a single tourist who acknowledges this out loud from going and taking photos of the women, leaving a cash or medicinal donation, and continuing up the river to lunch. I thought it was a zoo too, but my own tactic was to keep quiet, take some photos, and then borrow the megaphone from the travelling troupe of blind people in the village and sing Andy William’s “I love you Baby” as a means of assimilating through becoming another exhibit.
|Technically they could just be coconut vendors|