We woke up early, round 6am. Went down with a flashlight to fix the pump. When we got back to the caravan, we made coffee, watered the garden and headed out to the Farmer’s Market.
I loved the market! It was so cool. All the vendors have their trucks backed into a parking spot and they would have a small table set up in front to sell their goods. It was similar to Maxwell street where there are people selling a lot of junk, as well as jewelry, flowers and lots of produce. We purchased a bunch of beets for $2, big bag of tomatoes for $5, a bag of onions for $2, a rosemary plant for $2.50, ½ a watermelon for $2, a bag of chilis for $2 and I can’t remember what else right now.
After the market, we went grocery shopping for snacks and hit up a couple little stores for bath towels, hand towels a broom, etc. We headed home after a couple hours and I worked on making some pico de gallo while Dave made potatoes n eggs for breakfast. The eggs here are AMAZING!!! They are all free-range and have orange yolks. Mmmmmmm
Afterward, we rode our bikes to the wood shop. What a BEAUTIFUL ride!!! It was awesome. There are some pretty sweet mountains around us that are a lush green and covered with bush, (what they call forests here). Many horses along the way and a few cows. At the wood shop, we adjusted the handlebars on my bike, which were a little to low. Rode to Jen Gay’s property, which was insane! Jen is a very cool, sweet, funny, smart and CRAZY artist type. She is a very determined woman, who in order for her and her ex to pay off their farm they built, they lived on $16 per week, WHILE RAISING 3 CHILDREN, and only bought sugar, flour and one other essential from the store, and Jen made everything else. Including; clothes, bread, cheese, ginger beer, wine, other beers and anything you can imagine. The house she lives in now Dave helped her build some of and it is absolutely insane. (I will post pics as soon as I take some). The house is made of concrete which has been dyed a yellowish color, windows are old greenhouse windows and wine bottles… its wild. She has 2 wheels for ceramics, a kiln and is very eager to have someone to work in her studio space with her. How perfect!!! Also, she has an extra small one room building that Dave and I can stay in, we can help her build the next room she is planning on building and help her tend land in exchange for rent. SWEET!!! We are thinking of staying there and on the orchard when winter comes. Nice balance.
Our bike ride home in the rain was SURREAL!!! I was looking around at the most beautiful lush green farms and enormous hills and thinking of how great it was to be with Dave in this amazing place! Love life right now! As we rounded this bend, I heard a crazy dog barking and thought nothing of it. Then, the bark is 20 feet away and this fucking BEAST of a dog is running through the ditch, CROSSES the road and goes straight at Dave, barking and growling like a fucking wild animal. He yells at it, and the dog backs off and comes running toward me. SHIIIIIIT!!!! I yell at it really loud and it backs off. Thank God! Later in the day, Dave told me that has never happened to him, because the owners usually have it tied up but the owners also have FRESH RAW MEAT hanging in front of the dog houses to keep them occupied. WTF!!! Serious! Dave went into Whangerai today and had pepper spray on his list for me.... I hope he got it so I can ride my bike with a little less worry. :)
When we got back to the homestead, I started drinking wine at 3:30 pm and called home. It was a great time to call cause it was 8:30pm on Friday for them and Saturday afternoon for me, so who’s to judge drinkin then? NO ONE!
For dinner, we made tacos: red beans cooked with garlic and onion, lil cheese, pico de gallo, kale salad and some slices of super hot peppers. I put way too many peppers on my food, and at one point it was so hot, I had to stop talking.
Started raining at night when we were sleeping.
Bed round 1030 pm.
Here's a photo of the Caravan with the prayer flags Stephanie got for me in India. :)
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