DAY FORTY SIX - OLD MOLFINO HAD A FARM

AND ON THAT FARM THERE WAS A KENDRA EEE III EE IIII OOOOOO!!!

WITH AN OMG THERES A CALf HERE 

AND A OMG I AM EATING HEIR THERE

HERE AN OWL 

THERE A RODET SPECIES I HAVE NEVER SEEN THERE

EVERYWHERE A OMG OMG

EEE III EEEE III OO

The song doesn't quite rythm like it ought to buuuut you get the idea... I Kendra McCarthy aka city slicker was on a "and bingo was his namo" farm! 3 hours drive from Rafaela, so thats a 9 hour drive from Buenos Aires and I am leaving my high heels at the gate and swapping them for gumboots and 4 days on the Molfino "campo"! lets get dirty up in here! Where do I even begin, for starters even though in NZ has more sheep than humans and I drive past hundreds of farms to get anywhere... I have only ever been on a farm once in my life... so when Juan mentioned the farm, holy smokes I was a kid in a candy shop - "I want, I want, I want!".  If I was an incontinent old man I would have peed my pants with excitement!

CLICK HERE FOR THEME SONG OF TRIP.. MOO MOO MOOO MOOOO

Now stay tuned as I break this love affair down into multiple blogs that I couldn't write whilst I was away. This week I swapped catchy cell phone rings, glowing laptop screens and the sounds of the city to blissfully sipping on red wine, scoffing down farm kill Heir and spending long evenings stargazing listening to nothing but the song of birds, insects and the sounds of my own thoughts...

Thank you life!