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Down the street from our hotel, Cafe Mamasongas, a restaurant with an open air balcony on a second story, was shrouded in iguana filled trees. From the balcony, while eating lunch, we observed the complex social structure of the iguanas. They were territorial, and Zev learned from a large male in a branch next to our table that, “Head-bobby, head-bobby,” means “My tree! My tree!” As the waiter cleared out plates, he dumped the leftover french fries onto a balcony ledge. The iguanas came to eat the leftover food. Who knew iguanas liked french fries?

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