We stopped off at another port, this time much smaller but we stopped for a long while longer, every time we stopped, it gave the locals an excuse to come on and try and sell some shit, anything they possibly could, most of the time it was either fruit, drinks or bread. They would always call out 'hay pan', they have bread and 'hay gaseosas' when they are trying to sell us drinks. This time a couple of small boys came on, they were selling coconuts, for juice and to eat the actual nut itself. They must have been no more than eight and they were going around with a machete and a bag full of coconuts. The excitement of seeing these kids hack at the coconuts made me want to buy some, I got one for me and one for Brian and I made the kids cut them open in front of me. It didn't look at all safe but was funny to see these little kids with big machetes hacking at coconuts. This stop was very bizarre, we seemed to have stopped for hours at a tiny town and unloaded a lot of things, when we stopped at the big port before we only unloaded a few bags and whatever.