spoons in the compost, knives in the swimming pool:
i´ve learned that chickens do kiss, especially when you save their rooster from being stuck in the net.
i got to eat the last mango of the season from the farm today...mmmmmmmmm...
i´m growing lots of broccoli at the farm, which reminds me of our three brave little broccolis at 2039 Pine Street, who survived that crazy hailstorm the day Andy and I went to see Widespread Panic.
Sitting on the couch on the porch with Mathias also reminds me of 2039 Pine Street. It really is one of my favorite places on the world...a couch on a porch? or 2039 Pine Street? well the two of them combined are fantastic, but i´ll take just one any day.
Carnaval is better than Burning Man. I´ve decided. It´s free. It´s in the city, people are dancing in the streets, wearing their costumes and I saw Pac-Man being chased by those scary ghosts that are always chasing him, but this was real life. And it was all night. So the alcohol wasn´t free and there wasn´t any drum´n´bass, but there were plenty of guys wearing short skirts and art cars everywhere.
I´m leaving this farm soon, maybe to go to another island, or maybe to go to another wwoof farm in mainland Spain, or some other option that has yet to present itself.
Okay, well, keep thinking about this community idea guys okay, i´ve already got 1 or 2 people who seem to be interested. I´m so far away from everyone i know, and i am technically homeless, but i am serious. One day, it´s gonna happen.
Thursday, February 22, 2007
Wednesday, February 14, 2007
an american girl in tenerife
i am in this weird world. where everyone is speaking my language, but then i realize no one speaks my language. i thought i spoke english, but it´s not true. the english people speak english. even australians speak more english than i do. i thought i was in spain, or at least islands that belong to spain. but there are so many tourists here and english people living on the island, that i am lucky if i get to practice my spanish at all in a week.
and these people who supposedly speak the same language as me, they don´t eat eggplants, butternut squash or zucchini. they eat aubergines, pumpkins, and courgettes (spelling?). they don´t eat dessert either, they eat pudding.
oh, but it is strange, to be the only american on this island. it´s highly possible. i don´t know why it´s strange, but it is. just believe me.
life on the farm is still nice. the family is on vacation in england, so it´s really just me and matthias, the other wwoofer, running the place. there are 9 parts of the farm, separated by concrete walls, on different levels, because the farm is on a big hill. but we talk about turning #1 into a labyrinth, #2 is going to be the miniature golf course... what was #3 going to be?, oh, and #4 is going to be a field of violets. that one was my idea. or we might just have the biggest party on the island. or we might just keep feeding the chickens, eating bananas, and grow some vegetables.
it´s really nice to help other people with their farms and their businesses, and learn a lot in the process, but i am realizing every day how much i really would like my own land, or my own land with other people. i want to build treehouses in the forest and grow lots of gardens, and fruit too. and so much more!! the way that we want to do it. and i am telling you all this, because i am wondering if any of you want to come and be part of this we, or know of anyone who has land already and wants to start something. Yeah, that´s the hard part. Land. Money. Where? How? Who? I am hoping that it will be easier than it sounds, but until then, i am just going to be writing down all my ideas, and taking people´s names down who might be interested. It would be nice to find some land with a castle on it. but i guess that might be a little out of my price range, not that land without a castle on it is in my price range. but a river would be nice too. and we could have a bamboo forest and goats and ducks. does anyone feel me on this one? okay, well we don´t have to have goats, but there have to be at least 2 ducks...
oh, and i´m still looking for someone to go on a canoe with me to row, row row our boat gently down the stream. and i think i still want to go down through mexico, central america, and probably south america too. i mean why not? okay, well, because there´s still africa to cover, and eastern europe. anyone want to ride a camel with me from morocco to timbuktu? my sources say it takes about 52 days. that´s less than 2 months.
okay, well, there´s my little advertisement. you have some time to think about these things because i´m probably not going to be done with spain until summer, or after summer, and really, i have no idea what´s going to happen in the next month. Except i´m going to the Festival of the Green Dragon on the 16th of March, which is a free music and arts festival in orgiva, in granada.
LOVE!!
i am in this weird world. where everyone is speaking my language, but then i realize no one speaks my language. i thought i spoke english, but it´s not true. the english people speak english. even australians speak more english than i do. i thought i was in spain, or at least islands that belong to spain. but there are so many tourists here and english people living on the island, that i am lucky if i get to practice my spanish at all in a week.
and these people who supposedly speak the same language as me, they don´t eat eggplants, butternut squash or zucchini. they eat aubergines, pumpkins, and courgettes (spelling?). they don´t eat dessert either, they eat pudding.
oh, but it is strange, to be the only american on this island. it´s highly possible. i don´t know why it´s strange, but it is. just believe me.
life on the farm is still nice. the family is on vacation in england, so it´s really just me and matthias, the other wwoofer, running the place. there are 9 parts of the farm, separated by concrete walls, on different levels, because the farm is on a big hill. but we talk about turning #1 into a labyrinth, #2 is going to be the miniature golf course... what was #3 going to be?, oh, and #4 is going to be a field of violets. that one was my idea. or we might just have the biggest party on the island. or we might just keep feeding the chickens, eating bananas, and grow some vegetables.
it´s really nice to help other people with their farms and their businesses, and learn a lot in the process, but i am realizing every day how much i really would like my own land, or my own land with other people. i want to build treehouses in the forest and grow lots of gardens, and fruit too. and so much more!! the way that we want to do it. and i am telling you all this, because i am wondering if any of you want to come and be part of this we, or know of anyone who has land already and wants to start something. Yeah, that´s the hard part. Land. Money. Where? How? Who? I am hoping that it will be easier than it sounds, but until then, i am just going to be writing down all my ideas, and taking people´s names down who might be interested. It would be nice to find some land with a castle on it. but i guess that might be a little out of my price range, not that land without a castle on it is in my price range. but a river would be nice too. and we could have a bamboo forest and goats and ducks. does anyone feel me on this one? okay, well we don´t have to have goats, but there have to be at least 2 ducks...
oh, and i´m still looking for someone to go on a canoe with me to row, row row our boat gently down the stream. and i think i still want to go down through mexico, central america, and probably south america too. i mean why not? okay, well, because there´s still africa to cover, and eastern europe. anyone want to ride a camel with me from morocco to timbuktu? my sources say it takes about 52 days. that´s less than 2 months.
okay, well, there´s my little advertisement. you have some time to think about these things because i´m probably not going to be done with spain until summer, or after summer, and really, i have no idea what´s going to happen in the next month. Except i´m going to the Festival of the Green Dragon on the 16th of March, which is a free music and arts festival in orgiva, in granada.
LOVE!!
Saturday, February 03, 2007
and then there were 2...
so now there are only 2 of us wwoofers left at this farm. there is a wonderful woman that lives here, with her 2 children, a 7 year old boy, and a 9 year old girl. Now that there are only 2 wwoofers, we are all eating together, and it feels more like the other wwoof farms i´ve been at. before, all of us wwoofers were a lot more separate from the family.
so, still getting to know the chickens, maybe a little too well. i caught two of them in a little box that i didn´t realize they could get into, which i now call the love shack. oh my, were they embarrassed when i caught the hen and the rooster in there together. and i have also been getting to love this family of black cocker spaniels, mama dog, papa dog, and 5 little puppies, oh, they are so cute, even if they do make caca all over the house. i was taking care of them, feeding them and cuddling them and loving them for the last week while their mama was gone to england. did i mention how cute they are!
last weekend, 5 of us, wwoofers and friends of wwoofers, rented a car, and drove up to Mt. Teide, which is a dormant volcano, and actually the highest point in all of Spain. we didn´t go all the way to the top, but pretty close. there was a lot of snow on the mountain, and we went for a hike down below the snow line. it´s really a beautiful place.
what else what else? well, i´ve decided to stay at this farm until around the 24th of february, but i think i´ll still get a chance to go to carnaval for a couple days. i´ve gotta start working on some costumes. i´ve got lots of palm leaves, birds of paradise flowers, and some red prickly pear cactus juice. hmmmm...now what can we do with these?
i´m still missing all of my good friends and family, but now that it´s been 4 months, i´m starting to feel farther and farther away. but this is what travelling is all about.
so now there are only 2 of us wwoofers left at this farm. there is a wonderful woman that lives here, with her 2 children, a 7 year old boy, and a 9 year old girl. Now that there are only 2 wwoofers, we are all eating together, and it feels more like the other wwoof farms i´ve been at. before, all of us wwoofers were a lot more separate from the family.
so, still getting to know the chickens, maybe a little too well. i caught two of them in a little box that i didn´t realize they could get into, which i now call the love shack. oh my, were they embarrassed when i caught the hen and the rooster in there together. and i have also been getting to love this family of black cocker spaniels, mama dog, papa dog, and 5 little puppies, oh, they are so cute, even if they do make caca all over the house. i was taking care of them, feeding them and cuddling them and loving them for the last week while their mama was gone to england. did i mention how cute they are!
last weekend, 5 of us, wwoofers and friends of wwoofers, rented a car, and drove up to Mt. Teide, which is a dormant volcano, and actually the highest point in all of Spain. we didn´t go all the way to the top, but pretty close. there was a lot of snow on the mountain, and we went for a hike down below the snow line. it´s really a beautiful place.
what else what else? well, i´ve decided to stay at this farm until around the 24th of february, but i think i´ll still get a chance to go to carnaval for a couple days. i´ve gotta start working on some costumes. i´ve got lots of palm leaves, birds of paradise flowers, and some red prickly pear cactus juice. hmmmm...now what can we do with these?
i´m still missing all of my good friends and family, but now that it´s been 4 months, i´m starting to feel farther and farther away. but this is what travelling is all about.
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