Fabrice lived at the top of the village. I believe he said he has been living there for a long time - a few good years. I think during the week he bakes pastries in his home. These are not any pastries, these are some very fresh hot-from-the-oven pastries. And he makes them right from scratch, dough and everything. He then slowly comes down the mountain stopping at each house to sell these delicious pastries. At one point I think we rented a place pretty high in the mountain, so he always had a fresh load of his daily creations.
He was always friendly and funny. I can't remember what time he would come down the mountain, I think it was around 10:00 in the morning. During my week there, I think only one day I was too tired to get up, so I asked one of the friends I was traveling with to buy me some. Other days I made sure to be up so as to not miss him coming by. Here are some pictures (In case you didn't notice or wasn't aware, if you click on a picture you should be able to see it in a larger size as well as scroll through all the pictures of this post using the arrows on your keyboard).
You can see in this last picture that Fabrice has a dreadlocks hairstyle. One day we saw him walking down on the main road without his wool hat. His dreadlocks weren't rolled up, they were free and loose, and they nearly touched the ground! You can see in one of the pictures that Fabrice is about my height, maybe more. I'd say he is 6 feet tall (about 1.80 meters), so those dreads were loooooong. He was walking pretty fast, and I don't think anyone was able to get a camera in time...
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