These underfed kids were left to look after themselves while their parents lived in luxury at the Club 18-50, further along the bay.
They were begging, but I didn't want to encourage the attitude that life gives you something for nothing. So I promised them a dollar for every helping of my special seaweed and blubber soup that they could eat in a one-hour period.
The photo shows them at the 50-minute mark, fighting over the bowl. The one on the right was about to throw up in it.
I've got to admire the way they managed to eat 37 helpings between them. Luckily I didn't need to pay up, since technically they vomited most of it onto the sand as you can see. But I let them have the soup for free.
