Category Archives: Wwoofing

6 Things I Learned From Wwoofing

Posted on October 12, 2010 by

By Sarah In the past six weeks I have lived on two farms and had the exact kind of once-in-a-lifetime experiences I wanted to have when I left the US.  Despite living in Manhattan for the past four years, I … Continue reading →

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Biggest Loser Rehab

Posted on October 11, 2010 by

By Sarah There are only remnants of blubber left on my tummy!  After four months of traveling with scarce exercise, massive meals with endless beer and wine (it’s amazing how you can justify unruly eating and drinking abroad by claiming … Continue reading →

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Photo of the Day: The Chicken and the Egg

Posted on October 1, 2010 by

By Sarah I still don’t know which came first, but I do know that every day around 10am one of the seven chickens on this “farm” lays an egg in Fran’s bed.  She seems to be drawn to the down … Continue reading →

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Fit on a Farm

Posted on September 30, 2010 by

By Sarah Three days ago I arrived at my new Wwoofing farm in Sella, Spain, about 40 kilometers from the coastal town of Benidorm. Believe it or not there are actually fewer people (pop. 600) in this village than in … Continue reading →

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Farm Day 8: Sayonara Tobarra!

Posted on September 20, 2010 by

by Sarah When I finished mucking out my last stall yesterday I threw up my pitchfork like a graduation hat. I´m sad to be leaving the farm but I do feel a sense of accomplishment like I´ve passed some sort … Continue reading →

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Farm Day 7: The Romeos of Tobarra

Posted on September 19, 2010 by

On our first night in Tobarra our doorbell rang and when we opened la puerta a bald man, around 55-years-old, waltzed into our kitchen, grabbed the cheese grater we had been using and asked us when we wanted to come … Continue reading →

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Tobarra Day 6: Fiesta during Siesta!

Posted on September 16, 2010 by

I was unimpressed when I found out that the closest city to Tobarra, Albacete, was putting on “The 4th Largest Fair in Spain”. It reminded me of the Flight of the Conchords tagline, “The 4th Most Popular Folk Duo in … Continue reading →

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Farm Day 5: It’s a boy…another boy…another boy…another boy…and a girl!

Posted on September 15, 2010 by

By Perrin God must love us, because the knocked-up farm dog, Hoogie, gave birth to five puppies while Sarah and I were on the farm. Another ground breaker: hermits Sue and Richard allowed WWOOFers into their home for the first … Continue reading →

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Farm Day 4: The Beauty Salon

Posted on September 14, 2010 by

Our training as My Little Pony stylists as kids is paying off dividends on the Tobarran farm. The only real difference between grooming the juvenile toys and the Spanish stallions is that the brushes are wooden instead of plastic and … Continue reading →

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Farm Day 3: A Whole Lotta Nuttin´

Posted on September 10, 2010 by

Richard has nicknamed us the American monkeys. It is quite easy to return to youthful tree-climbing habits when you’re picking almonds off 100s of trees for days on end. Swinging between branches is the best way to stay sane. After … Continue reading →

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