We arrived at a very local kitchen (prepared for a show for tourists) in the village we were sailing towards, in heavy rain, but in good moods, decorated with hats made of lotus leaves and flowers.
We looked at cooking and other "feminine" activities around the kitchen.
The food was delicious. The names don't explain anything here, but it was rice with several types of vegetables cooked in local spices and fish from the lake.
The exquisite scent irritating our sense of smell increased our hunger.
We ate huge amounts. With hand.The right one.
