So, bad news…I forgot the charger to my DSLR camera. All of the following pictures are taken with my Iphone. I was all ready to go on a photo journey today and realized that it was missing! I am so bummed!!! I quickly ordered a charger from an Italian store, but who knows if it will actually get here! Amazon didn’t even recognize the address of this farm (as it is in the middle of nowhere), so I had to order it from some small Italian electronic company. I kind of winged it, as the whole website was in Italian. Keeping my fingers crossed.
This farm is incredible! It’s probably one the most peaceful places I have ever been to in my life. The town of Rendola has about 15 residences – no bars and no shops. As you drive another 2 kilometers up the road, you come across Rendola Riding center on top of a mountain that overlooks the town of Rendola. You pull into the driveway and see horses grazing in pastures full of olive trees (they use it for olive oil to cook with) in front of a gigantic, old farm house covered in ivy. Everybody is greeted by the farm’s black lab, Sammy, who loves long walks and anybody who pets him. Behind the farm house is the stable that houses about 20 gorgeous horses. Many days you find the trustworthy horses (as they call them) wandering around the properties perimeter. I’m not sure if it is a replacement of mowing the lawn, or an added atmosphere effect for the guests.
The farm is run by an English-woman named Jenny who has a very interesting and lovely character. Most of the farm’s workers are volunteers like I am. When I arrived to the farm yesterday I was talking to one of the girls who is also from America about where we are from, what we do, ect. ect. We soon figured out that we both go (went for me) to Ithaca College! HOW COINCIDENTAL?!?! We both go to the same school, didn’t know of each other (but have similar friends), and end up meeting each other in a little town in the middle of nowhere in Italy. Her name is Rosaletta and she was studying abroad all of last year, and decided to do a work-away in Italy before she left.
Today I was getting the hang of working at a farm again. I really do love being around the horses and doing meditating work (yes, shoveling horse shit is meditation to me, believe it or not). I found these brooms very interesting – different from the ones in the USA for sure!
You can tell that all of the horses are happy and live an amazing life. Actually, I have come to the conclusion that everybody who lives in Tuscany seem happy and live an amazing life.
Today I went on my first trail ride. The horse I rode was named Rodrigo and was a big bay with a huge forelock and mane. It was 3 1/2 hours of walking through small Tuscan towns and galloping through vineyards. It was a blast! I was instructed to be in the back of the group and when we went through one of the small towns 2 little old ladies handed me cherries they grew in their garden while I was passing through. It was adorable! I said “Gratzi! Gratzi!”
And I’m saving a whole post to talk about the food that is cooked at the farm. Be ready! Tomorrow we go on another long riding adventure. I hope to ride around the castles! We’ll see =)