Being in Italy was my dream come true. I personally had fallen in love with it. Filipo and Marisella (the owners of the farm where we stayed) owned about 100 acres of land. We had all of that space to roam and be free. They had dogs, a cat, horses, pigs, goats, sheep, ducks, chicken and … Continue reading Italy to Morocco: The Transition
According to a personality test, I am 98% introverted, and there I was at the COY12 having to talk to an endless array of people, switching from one climate activist to another every couple of minutes, describing to them what Earthbound is, what the Green School is, and what All ages All access is. At … Continue reading Don’t Be COY
I cannot stand olives. I’ve managed to dodge them for most of my life, sticking them on my sister's plate if I was ever served them; the smell alone keeping them far from my mouth. But we are in Greece, and there is no escaping the olive here. In Athens, we were taught how much … Continue reading A Greek Standoff (of sorts)
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