Re the subject of coconuts.....when cruising through the islands off Guyana we stopped at the....
islands "Devil's Island" where Papillon was interred.
Quite the most fascinating islands, all three of them.
We decided to camp. There were about 5 other yachts we met up with along the way and the other yachties we were travelling and us all hung our hammocks (hedjies) we had bought in Brazil up in the palm trees at this lovely beach. We caught fish to BBQ and ate coconuts in different forms.
Here I had the first "Heart of palm" ever, fresh. WOW, what a difference to the canned stuff, I've tried since.
Also some of the other yachties took coconuts grown to a certain stage where inside they were all fluffy, they dipped these in batter and we had sort of "apple fritters".
I have never been able to find a coconut like that since...I wonder if this was a different type of palm, or if I was just not really fully paying attention.
(Lol! My DH spent a lot of his time making mosquito nets to cover all the hatches when we were there as he found he was truly affected by the bites...the others of us ...all 4...don't have the same problem at all, poor man)
The prison where Papillon spent so much time was right up the path behind the beach and the eerie feeling we had wandering around there was unlike any other I have experienced.
By the way the film showed this high cliff Papillon jumped off to escape...We could find no high cliff on this island, the highest cliff was on one of the other islands where only a lone monkey lived. He was apparently banished there many years before for bad behaviour and if people went to vist him or, I believe to catch him, he spent all the time throwing things at them (like rocks) that he never got to leave the island...myth or not we only ventured to the waters edge on this island and left in a hurry when we heard "monkey" noises. Didn't want to have bleeding wounds to us or children miles from anywhere and in very foreign tropical places!