Dearest friends,
Please send carnitasburritos and chile rellenos. Vegetarian life on an organic farm is fine and all, but sometimes a man just needs some taqueria. Especially after a hard day´s work.
Spencer and a couple volunteers and I hitch hiked up to Manzano Historico to go mountaineering. And when I say mountaineering I mean setting up camp near just 2 km from the rest of the campsites but next to a not so large river that sounded a lot like a waterfall. Hitch hiking involved rain and hail and low spirits, butI put on my magic pants and we made it in time to pitch tents and gather firewood for much choripan and plenty of fireside whiskey. Leaving was tough and mouths were quiet.
Right now I´m in the cyber cafe and it´s hot and I´m sure the reason the woman keeps spraying air freshener is because of my pits. Really they should bottle my scent and spray it all over theworld. It would probably end hunger and war and fast food restaurants and Hugh Grant movies.
Speaking of which, I heard Matthew MacHaugnawacahooey died or whatever. A volunteer shared this with me and how difficult her day was because of it. It was hardnot to laugh.
The farm is beautiful. We´re getting tomatoes and squashes and melons very soon. We´re testing a new irrigation method based on what the Incans did. I´ve been sleeping in my tent instead of the dorm for the sake of sanity and privacy. They tend to go hand in hand on a farm that hosts volunteers.
It´s past my bed time.
Love,
Patch
Sunday, February 10, 2008
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