It’s hot. It’s sweaty. There are flies. We have to work had to earn our bread. Andy rants. We cry for mercy. There is a cage for naughty wwoofers and bramble bushes for the ultimate scratchy punishment. There is horse shit to shovel and hills to climb and beasts to ride. And we get made to eat loads of rabbit food…
Although the aformentioned may be true (with slight exaggeration), there are so many unexpected delights to be experienced that we could never have prepared ourselves for… The plentiful garden which is so colourful and ripe and delicious; the genorosity and kindness of our hosts; the entertainment and discussions with the other wwoofers; the different culture and language; the beautiful weather; the incredible views; the precious time and nuturing from our hosts.. we no longer feel like visitors but part of a hardworking team that achieve lots each day.
We hurt a lot. But this is mostly from laughing… Andy & Sophie, you have really been the hostesses with the mostesses. Thank you awesome amounts from Ella & Ali.
I’m a wwoofer let me stay here forever.
