I went to the Philippines in 1987 and my uncle arranged a side trip to see the Banaui rice terraces. Incredible manmade feat! The brightest green I'd ever seen, even greener than Ireland. So I was hiking down one of the mountains to see the terraces up close and there was a tribal village down at the bottom of the valley. Halfway down as I was coming down to another terrace, I smelled this awful stench that wasn't toilet but definately fertilizer. I turned around and it was a huge water buffalo staring at me. It was knee deep in the water-filled rice paddy and munching on a mouth full of long grass. They say smell is one of the greatest memories we have. Just seeing this reference brought back that stinky memory.
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