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Published: August 8th 2009
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Puppies!
I could watch them sleep for hours. So cute! I am on another agrotourismo for 2 weeks, but this so is very different from that previous hell hole. The scenery certainly isn't as beautiful, but everything else is better. I was worried about coming here, but after one day I was sure I would have a wonderful stay. Check out the website: http://www.boscodelfracasso.it/
There is a husband Maurizio and wife Anna. She speaks excellent English, and he speaks a little. They have 2 sons in their 20s, who are like the guys on the other farm in that they are into American rock music and don't help out much. The parents of both the husband and wife live here, too, I think. I've ended up running into them at some point. The whole family is really laid back which is perfect for work. They grow fruit and veggies for daily consumption, and to make wine, balsamic vinegar, jam, salsas, other jarred things. They also have animals including rabbits, pigs, geese, chickens, and others, but I don't want to think about what they do with them. There are 2 older dogs and 4 20-day-old puppies! I didn't used to be a fan of dogs, but the ones in Italy are
Feeding time
This one is so fat. so well behaved, and who can resist puppies. They also have classes for school children about farm related things in the winter.
This place may even be better than the last. It's good because I have so much freedom and little work, but it's bad because it encourages my laziness. So far I have pitted plums, picked tomatoes, put labels on jars, and helped to make cakes, fried dough, and homemade ravioli. I can get up when I want and choose what work I feel like doing. And the weekends are completely free. No cleaning except for cleaning up after baking, and I have my own huge room and bathroom in the agrotourismo. I even have a TV and a computer with skype. It's quite a luxury compared to the last farm where I was sharing a bathroom with the whole family, but I didn't mind.
The best part is the cooking. Whenever Anna makes something she asks if I want to help/watch and I really learn how to make it. I had no idea it was so easy to make ravioli; I'll make you all some when I get home. As I may have told you,
breakfast in Italy is pretty much dessert. Currently, there are brownies, a raspberry ricotta tart, a chocolate sponge cake, and some other super moist chocolate and vanilla cake thing next to me. And when one is finished, we make more. I thought I was actually getting tired of some Italian food, and certainly all the sweets, but this new and better food has renewed my appetite. I'm going to gain weight again.
Last night I went out with one of the boys to a bar and club. It was quite entertaining. I will try to get pictures later, but for now you'll just have to use your imagination. Giacomo and his circle of friends are all into heavy metal music, but old stuff, and they look and dress the part. Most of them have long, stringy hair with bangs, and they wear tight jeans and band t-shirts and leather. I was just laughing the whole time. I felt like I was dropped into the 80s, but where everyone speaks Italian. What's even more crazy is that these aren't just young people. There are at least 2 men above 40, and one in his 50s. It's really cute, though, they're
Angy geese
They hiss and run at you if you come close. I don't like them. all so chummy and hug a lot. I find it odd that Italian guys are so homophobic yet they are quite intimate with their guy friends. Okay, a note about clubs (or discos as they call them here). They are so much better than ours! I've only been to 2, and they've been in fairly small towns, but they were quite similar and hear they are mostly like this. They are outside, with many bars and different dance floors playing different kinds of music. Last night there was more popular commercial stuff, techno, random rock and sca, or heavy metal. They were all rather terrible, except for a few songs like "should I stay or should I go" by the clash, and some American oldies. Anyway, I had to much to drink and was quite hungover today, but no worries, because I can do what I want here. Giacomo and 4 of his metal-head friends are going to Ireland tomorrow. Ha, I can just picture them together, and it cracks me up. Also, I only said about 5 phrases in Italian the whole night including "che cazzo fai?" and "non é vero" (what the f are you doing and it's
Grape vines
The most common view on the farm. not true) but they were so impressed with my italian. Maybe I should speak it more often.
I think I'll explore the area by bike tomorrow, and start actually taking some pictures. More updates to come.
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