In some ways, the Finca might remind you of a zoo. From personal and rescue missions, they have dogs, cats, raccoons, a few parrots, and even a scarlet macaw. They also have a calf, pigs, chickens, goats, tilapia fish, and pacas (a large, spotted rodent - an experiment in process!) that they sell for consumption.
I did many tasks this past week, ranging from cutting and preparing pineapples to dry, using a machete to cut grass for livestock feed, plucking feathers from chickens for meat, cleaning the paca and chicken coops, de-scaling fish for consumption, and planting and weeding the garden!
I am now making a circuitous route to the southern Carribean. I intended to raft the Rio Pacaurre, but I keep being bumped to different towns (this was my 3rd bus transfer today). I'm currently in the small town of Orosi, nestled in the mountains of Costa Rica's Central Valley. It is more like the "real" Costa Rica that all culturally-minded tourists crave - small, off the map, scenic, and less tourists. I still have 9 days left - hopefully I will find a place to decompress after a long hard-working week!
1 comment:
Molly,
The Indian poet Tagore wrote, 'I dreamt that life was joy. I awoke to find that life was service. I acted and beheld that service was joy.' I can't think of a better quote to accompany your picture and description of life at the finca.
Luv the stylish bandana, so turban-esque,
John
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