Resurfacing

I have missed the internet.


So we arrived to La Faouet which is a tiny village; and waited for our host to pick us up. She arrived and had a shaved head with a fringe of grey wicks. We were stuffed into the back of a van and driven to a mysterious destination. The rain poured like never before. The back door was thrown open and we cast our eyes on the PINK and YELLOW shittly sprayed caravan and the yert. We were instructed (in German accent) to settle in the pink caravan and then come into the yert where everyone is. OK. Offered not a single drink or bite. Introduced to a man who wears a hat and a French girl. So dinner, funnily enough, turned out to be nettle soup! with plain pasta and burnt lentils - oh the contrast!

We then played a game of Finnish skittles, and a sweet small child arrived. Then we went to the caravan.


Basically it carried on like that for three weeks. The food was kinda dry and plain (lots of pasta and cheese) and there was hardly a single vegetable or fruit in sight! very dissapointed but it was apparently bzcause we were a bit early iin the year. They were lovely people though, if not totally crusty!!! There was no shower so it was an outside affair behind a sheet in a bucket with a hose. We started to build the solar shower which was hard work hammering and nailing in the sun but really rewarding and fun and Sam and I also built a gate together to keep the prospective chickens from escaping! There was no real electricity and no running water and EVRYTHING was bio (organic) we werent even allowed to use our shower gel as it wasnt organic so we were given some to use. It was hard not to laugh at the table at the amount of times the word BIO was used!!!!

We also planted corn, weeded several rows to plant beans and strawberries, made signs, hacked down a load of brambles and washed up by boiling the kettle; pumping the rain water in from outside.

The toilet was not too bad but was basically a room with a toilet seat which looked down onto the history of peoples poos and next to the seat is a tub of sawdust for throwing down it. Nice. Flies GALORE.

The caravan became a bit small after a while and all our stuff stinks (obviously no washing machine) so now we are in lorient again weère going to find a laundrette.

Overall it was a very basic existence, not a lot to do in the evenings and most of them toiled the feild until late so we were a bit bored. At dinner we were mostly silent witnesses as we arent properly able to converse but I am getting there. We crave a rave.

We just hitched to Lorient which was fun, made a sign and everything, and are waiting til 6pm to get another lift to Rennes; with the same woman who took us before which will be cool.

Now off to MUNICH!!!!!!!!