I had my first day off today and decided to go to Lake Shawnigan which was quite a bike trip. I knew it was going to be about a 2+ hour bike ride trying to find the lake (note to self: never ask Paul for directions again).
When I biked along the scenic country roads, people looked up from their porches to see who was coming up their road. When I was hiking around and stopped to ask for directions, the answers tended to be longer rather than short, people asked where I am from and for how long I have been traveling…
These backroads have a grand scenery that can't compare to any major highway. Although this idea should have been obvious a long time ago, these roads are truly different from the main ones. The whole pace of life and personality of the people who live along them are different. They’re not going anywhere. They’re not too busy to be courteous. Their hereness (is that a word?) and newness of things is something they appreciate. I think the people that moved to the city and only travel by superhighways have forgotten this way of life. This find was quite a discovery.
Anyways, we have a new wwoofer arriving tonight. I’ve asked many questions about her which I hope has not hurt Paul or Bettina’s feelings, but I would like someone FUN to work with. The farm owners don’t remember anything about her except that her name is Hilary and she is from PA. Also, I got paid today which is awesome seeing as in the past two weeks I have not set foot in a classroom. Sweetness all around.
Wednesday, July 1, 2009
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