A couple weeks ago our second workstay host emailed us to say that she had gotten sick and would no longer be able to have us as helpers. We were a little bummed because this workstay was on an operating winery outside of Rome, and we were really looking forward to learning about the winemaking process as well as attending the weekly sustainable agriculture dinners the winery hosts. But we figured, “Hey, nothing an extra couple weeks bouncing around the Croatian islands and a detour down to Montenegro can’t fix.” And as you can see by our recent posts we’ve been having the time of our lives. But once we got to the island of Vis, even though it’s just as beautiful and even more remote than the others, something just wasn’t feeling right. It’s hard to explain, but both Anna and I were feeling a little…well…bored and worthless.
I think I just heard a collective “PUHH-LEEAAASSSSE!” from all the employed folk back home, but it’s true. We weren’t really meeting any locals…we weren’t really learning anything new…we were just lazing around waiting for something to happen. And while I am thoroughly enjoying being the tannest I’ve been since Junior Lifeguards, we didn’t save for years, quit our jobs and take this once-in-a-lifetime trip just so we could sit on the beach for weeks at a time (although we are definitely looking forward to posting up on the beaches in Thailand and Indonesia). OK, now I’m really pissing off my working friends. Anyways, we quickly booked an overnight ferry back to Italy and emailed every farm and winery we could find in hopes that they could take us for a week or so before our friends Brian and Marisa meet us in Florence on September 26th. Fingers crossed!
Ciao for Now 