Drying coffee beans in the middle of a tropical rainforest is basically a trust exercise between you and the sky.
The sun comes out, and suddenly everyone’s energy changes. Tarps come out, beans are spread, people are smiling like it’s a holiday.
Two hours later?
Dark clouds roll in like they’ve been watching us the whole time, just waiting. Thunder in the distance. Someone yells, “Cepat! Hujan datang!” and it turns into a coffee bean evacuation drill.
Every. Single. Time.
We don’t even check the forecast anymore. We just squint at the sky like old fishermen and guess.
But somehow, we make it work. Rain or shine, the beans get dried. Eventually.
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