Growing up in Brazil, we had fresh orange juice every week. One time, I remember going to the kitchen and being amazed by how many oranges I saw. I didn’t know we bought one hundred oranges every week. The number one hundred impressed me so much, and like any other 6 years old child, I probably thought that we had an orange juice factory in our home.
Fast forwarding almost 20 years, on a very hot day in Ghana, I decided to go to what was claimed to be the largest outdoor market in West Africa . My goal was to buy oranges to make some fresh orange juice. I was already in Ghana for over a month but never had the chance to visit this
market. A friend told me that they sold anything that you could possibly imagine so I was very excited to go.