FRAM TIMES

so steph and i decided in our un-sober state last night that we just weren't going to go to sleep, get on a bus as early as we could, and begin our like 4 hour journey to farm times. all nighters are the best, all we needed to complete everything was redbull and flaming hot cheetos, but there's plenty of time for that when we get back to the MIA.

so basically the farm is the most amazing place i've ever been - and marc, the owner, is the most perfect human being ever who literally wastes ABSOLUTELY NOTHING. ex: when we wash dishes, we pour the water into buckets after and save it for tomorrow to water the plants. he has no garbage's, only composts to feed the chickens.

and did i mention that the farm is on top of a mountain!?!! so high up we can see syria from here. and the sunsets and sunrises, holy jesus - i've never before in my life seen anything like it.

there's this guy named bean that lives in the front of the farm in this little shack-like thing that he built, and he gets rocks and carves them and they're lovely and he's going to teach us how to carve ! !

well gotta wake up at 430 to milk 9 goats. not nearly as easy as it sounds.

peace, love, and gap.