Sometimes, some places take a while to adjust to and sometimes they don’t. The first few days of being here I felt a bit out of place, but as different volunteers started to come and go I really grew to love this place and the people.
There is always so much to do–for work and play.
A rainbow greeted me while I was waiting for the bus to Villas Mastatal.
Fruit salad for breakfast every morning.
Empanadas filled with rice and beans.
A painting I gave to the family.
Cooking pig for the Christmas season. Killed the same day.
Pizza cooking in the brick oven.
Dessert pizza with dulce de leche and pineapple.
Tilapia pond for aquaponics
“El Rancho” the place to hang out. Hammocks, ping pong, paints, music, books…
Hidroponia. Seedlings growing only in coal.
Raquel’s parent’s house right next door
Path to the farm
“Pepe” for Christmas meat.
Sinks and showers
New piglets for meat
Raquel, me, Andres, and Javier
The moon early in the morning