The Banni villages we visited were quite clean– both inside and out. The surface was covered with a layer of cow dung, which made it easy to clean and the surface cooler. Goats freely roamed about. When a goat got too close to our shoes left right outside the door, our host shooed it away. Another bold one even tried to get inside the house. Most of the people in the village were related. Hanging from a column of a building was a round rusty container with a slit and small door that served as the village’s only mailbox. Despite the heat, children were outside playing. When they saw a certain motorcycle pull up, they dropped what they were doing and ran over to it. Their eyes widened with anticipation as the ice cream man pulled out treats for them: even in the desert, the ice cream man cometh!
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