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OW I need a volunteer,' said our guide, after leading us deep into the under-storey of Costa Rica's primary rainforest, ' ... to eat the termites.' I pulled a face - the tour leaflet hadn't mentioned a tucker trial.
'Naagel,' said the guide, 'you are the one who is going to do it.' Never mind celebrity, just get me out of here, I thought. The guide began to tap a little hole in the crisp brown termites' nest suspended in a tree nearby. Sticking his fingers inside, he said: 'You will see, they taste good.' He pushed three or four squashed insects into my hand. 'Kevin, I'm not at all sure about this ... ' I began.See the full content of this document
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Eat Up Nigel, the Termites Are Delicious ; Braving Rope Bridges and Paddling Past Fat Crocs, Nigel Planer Gets a Taste of the Costa Rican Jungle
Not unusually, our Hispanic forest guide had the very British- sounding name Kevin. For some unfathomable reason, many Costa Ricans seem to have names from the Home Counties. During my stay, I encountered William the waiter, Roger the fruit seller, Raymond the taxi driver and Ryan the pharmacist.
I looked at the squished termites o...See the full content of this document

