Now that I am settled back in the States, I reflect back on my time volunteering in France quite often. I giggle at these pics and I cherish every single memory that came from my experience over there. WWOOFing has been the best and humbling experience I have had in my life so far; it’s … Continue reading
I have been in Asheville, NC for over a month now – and all the pieces of my life have fallen into the exact shape they were always meant to be. My life is flawless, my life is great and I am thankful for every moment I have to breath. What I mean by flawless … Continue reading
There was a time that I would analyze every part of every decision I use to make. It did make for precise planning, accurate time schedules and reliability. Yet, it left one important thing out, spontaneity. I had thrown out my old way of thinking, fully out of the airplane window, while I was on … Continue reading
Before Jess and I left America to embark on our journey – we knew we would eventually have to pick a place to come back to. We couldn’t backpack endlessly, or could we? After a few months of living out of a backpack, we knew we wanted to settle down somewhere, just didn’t know where. … Continue reading
Here are a few things that reach the top of my best moments and best lessons learned while traveling via WWOOFing and backpacking. 1.) I learned how to snowboard in the effin’ French Alps. Yeah, I know, how bad ass of me. 2.) I have learned how to approach strangers fearlessly and unprotectedly. No awkward … Continue reading
I was trying to convince myself to delay this post, to push it back a few weeks or maybe even – – not write it at all. My intent to do that was due to the evoke of emotions that come from speaking of Marcellaz and my time with the Weber family. The emotions are … Continue reading
This blog link is of my fiancée’s, Jessica’s, blog, she wrote of our experiences and our goodbyes at our last WWOOF location (Marcellaz, France) and it captures my heart, I must share it as it speaks volumes. We left this farm a few days ago and I have been having a rough time portraying my … Continue reading
It’s a lean, mean, garlic planting machine. During my first day here a fellow WWOOFer told me of a machine that Miki, our host, was welding together in the garage for a few days; it was a machine he intended to plant garlic with. I was expecting a little machine that would glide across the … Continue reading
I use the world love over the word like because, I’d like to believe that they do in fact, love me. The chickens that is. If I could, and if my fiancée would allow it, I’d totally have cuddle time with them like I have with the cat, Mue, that sleeps in our quarters every … Continue reading
I plan on writing a few blogs over a few weeks that are orientated towards a weekend I spent in my WWOOF host’s chalet (cabin.) It was nestled on the border of Italy, Switzerland and France, in the French Alps. It resides in a valley upon a mountain-side, with beauty I had never known. Part … Continue reading
My blue eyes without blinders 