During those days in Europe, I got so accustomed to the atmosphere of supermarkets or CVSs where things are so organized, clean on duty, and some products are, understandably, quite expensive, namely fruit and vegetables. If I can eat as much tropical fruit as I want with a wide range of variety like mango, dragon fruit, watermelon, etc.. in my country, I just simply can’t afford them here. One mango can cost me around three euros, and with that money I can purchase around three kilograms of mango which are fresh, flavorful, juicy, mellow, and scrumptious.
Anyway, there is a reason why fruit here is pricey, and I can’t complain or change anything. Just have to take it or leave it. I pick a mango up, adoring its glossy skin, thinking about its melt-in-the-mouth flesh, giving it a second thought, and 9 out of 10 times, I put the mango back to where it belongs. I am traveling on a tight budget, so I will save those three euros for something else or perhaps a meal (not a fruit). I console myself with the thought that as long as I am back in my country, I’m gonna swim, eat and sleep in that heaven of fruit.