Late for dinner

I really need to keep up with this whole blog thing a lot better. I wish i wasn't in such a rush, but right now Jimmy is making some kind of dinner with Thai peanut sauce and I want to make sure I get some.

Since my last entry, I've seen some of the most beautiful glimpses of the Pacific Ocean that anybody has ever seen. Giant waves crash onto rocky shores and black sand. Near different beaches there are warm ponds that are fucking unreal. Some of the sights that I've seen are so awe inspiring and different from anything that I've ever known that it blows my mind that they're even part of the same Earth I've been walking around on for the past nineteen years.

One of the beaches that I've been to so far is Kohena. Kohena is a trip. Its a really far out seen with the same nude people drumming, praying, meditating, dancing, and smoking pot every Sunday. The day after experiencing the mindfuck that is Kohena, I heard drumming coming from close to the farm. The other wwoofers and I wandered over to see what was up and it turned out to be a really amazing live band performing at a party that was kind of like if you gave the town from the Andy Griffith show psychedelic mushrooms and put them in the middle of the jungle.

Not everything out here is that exciting, so don't worry, Mom and Dad. Most of the time here is spent doing normal farm stuff until we go to a beach or warm pond. When we get back we cook and eat dinner over Devendra Banhart music and drink Steinlager beer until everyone hits the sack.

I've got so much more to say but I really need to get my hands on whatever Jimmy is cooking right now. I love everyone back in the Twin Cities so much and I'll talk to you all soon.

Peace.