Part 2, Visit to Kogi village, 6th Dec.

Here's part 2 of my trek up to the Kogi (sometimes spelt 'Kogui') village in the hills above Palomino.
It was a fascinating experience; tough going on the hike through steep paths and undergrowth, but very worth the effort.
Clearly, the Kogi sometimes make their way into Palomino town. I presume this is to buy goods, trade their craft wares and so on. Strange, on my hike both there and back I was passed in each direction by barefoot Kogi children and adults (some wearing Wellies or Crocs), leaving me way behind as they tramped ahead at a swift pace.
The Kogi's physical appearance is of a quite short stature. We might assume this is due to the somewhat restricted gene pool among their tribe, having a typically low-protein diet, and other lifestyle issues. Whatever the correct anthropological explanation, they make me feel fairly tall.
Strangely, they don't seem to smile very readily. This might be due to the blasted Gringo tourists pointing cameras at them all the damned time, or they just don't feel the need to express signs of false happiness.
The children appear contented, or perhaps even happy with their lot. What they must feel when they come into town on their occasional visits is an interesting question to ponder
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They're not an unusual sight, therefore, but to experience them in their natural surroundings was special and to see them wrestling with 'tentative integration' was fascinating to see.Læs mere