There were only three coconuts in the basket, an odd number (never good for balancing) and the bottom was flimsy. Two strikes against me. We continued on to the next village where I took this picture of Mercy and a pack of kids who tagged along for our home-to-home survey. Now mom dukes over here jumped in the picture with that huge pile of sticks on her head as she was returning from the fields. So I admit. She looks a bit more steady than I did with the coconut bag. But... any physics student will immediately recognize that her sticks essentially form a uniform rod with a sturdy COM (center of mass). Much easier than balancing three coconuts. You know?
Sure did make for a bomb diggity curry the next day at lunch, thanks to Fazila.