Last year I stayed at a luxury beach hut resort on Siladen on a $5/night full board deal which included free tea and coffee all day. Siladen is one of the islands in the strictly protected Bunaken National Marine park in Indonesia. One day I wandered into the kitchen to ask for a cup of tea. On the dirt floor of the kitchen was a poor turtle on its back, feebly flapping its fins, dehydrated and with eyes streaming and all clogged up with sand. I must have a had a slightly disapproving look on my face because my landlady's daughter immediately reassured me they weren't going to eat it at the marriage ceremony that was taking place later that night..."turtle no good taste for eating ". She said they were going to take it to Manado on the mainland to sell to a posh hotel so they could put it in their aquarium. I pointed out that the thing would be dead before the next morning's ferry in any case but went and got a bucket of sea water to give the poor thing a wee sloosh to ease its agony anyway. These people are dirt poor and who am I, as a rich westerner, to say how they should make money to survive...no, I didn't scream and slag them off for infringing NP rules.
Anyway, at around 6pm that night a delegation from the kitchen arrived at my hut and presented me with the turtle and said I could put it back in the sea....which I did. So I never did get to taste turtle.

PS I didn't bother tasting the stray dog meat at that wedding either!

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