Category: Across the Globe
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Not All Heroes Wear Capes
Sometimes they unzip your backpack for you because you cannot feel your fingers. In other words, my new friend Ashley is a hero. Also, shoutout to her for all the photos you will see in this blog because my hands were NOT coming out of my gloves on that hike. Brief Backstory: Ashley is a…
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Get Uncomfortable
This was truly a weekend to be a remembered. I am still in a state of awe towards the people I have met and the things they have done.To name a few: doctor’s who have practiced in Antartica and outerspace, a nurse from UK’s International Search and Rescue, medics training soldiers in Ukraine, mountain rescue…
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Back into the City Life.
Side Note: I actually wrote this 11/11, but the weekend has been so busy! More (and probably better planned) posts coming soon. I am now writing from my hostel in Edinburgh. I am DEAD tired. Why you may ask? Well….GARRY. Garry is the 50 y.o. drunken man in my room. If I was also trying…
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Gaining my Street Cred
I will be straight. There have been some hard moments this week. There is a new boy from France, Axel. Gerard gives him lots of farm tasks but doesn’t offer much for me to do. With Steph gone, no one is easily available to get a ride from either. I have been doing some cooking…
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Thoughts for The Day
Thought One: In another life, I would be an ok farmer. Why? I love the hustle of it. I don’t do much of the hustling because I still am not the worlds handiest (I need to be shown a task before starting.) However, there is literally always something that could be done, and Gerard is…
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Kindness in Killarney
Gerard told me I should choose a day to adventure to Killarney National Park. After a little weather and bus research, I decided Tuesday was my best shot! That morning, I packed some food for the day, grabbed a coffee in Cork, and headed out west. Around 11:30, I arrived at the Killarney bus station,…
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Busy Weekend!
Some updates from a fun weekend. Saturday Morning The day promised no rain, so after milking, I thought I would go for a run. Gerard told me I should run and take the ferry over to a town nearby, Cobh. This town was the Titanic’s last port-of-call before the accident, and there is a museum…
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A Day In the Life
7:30 AM Wakeup 08:00 Go to milk cows. 08:30 Get shit on by a cow. Swear at cow. Then laugh. Gerard hoses me down to get shit off my face/hair. 10:00 Run to the shower to get clean. 10:30 Porridge. 11:00 See if Gerard wants me to do anything. Nothing. Go for a walk in…
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There’s no such thing as boredom, just an inactive ima…be quiet mom.
Fine mom. Sometimes, my imagination is inactive! The past two days it has been POURING rain. I did try to go for a walk yesterday, but I got soaked to the bone. Turns out my waterproof hiking boots are not that waterproof. Stephanie came and rescued me by car, but that would not have been…
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Building (Lactose) Tolerance
To drink the milk or to not …the ultimate question. I was nervous at first because I am lactose intolerant. I know I can handle small amounts, so I have been adding some splashes to my coffee. However, yesterday, I was tasked with making the porridge, and it turns out the porridge is made with…
Creating Space 