Farm

Got to the bus station in Mexico City with the biggest bag in the history of the world on my back. Trying to queue up and still protect my stuff from what appeared to be a line of pickpockets and ne´erdowells was interesting!
Made a fool out of myself trying to get a ticket to Patz as the woman asked me what seat i wanted and i thought she said the computer was broken so after standing wating in silence for 5 minutes with a growing queue behind me she asked again and turned the monitor so i could see the bus layout with the seats available blinking green. Got confused and saaid the wrong number in a pnaic and ended up sitting right in front of the tv. They play films LOUD on buses in mexico! They showed lots of films, all of which starred Brian Donarghy, Charles Napier or Danny Aielo. Bus took about 7 hours. Ended up in Patz bus station, which is like a ghost town and has the worlds toilet it seems, stank of crap, a guy was puking his guts up in the toilet next to me. fun times.
The phone number for the farm didnt work and i didnt know how to get to the farm so i just kinda sat down and pondered what to do. The Bus station is also about 20 miles from the town centre so i was kinda knacked, felt the icy grip of fear start to settle in but figured sod it il just get a cab to the nearest town. The cab driver said he knew where the farm was. But as he started to ask more and more people i realised he didnt. Mexicans will never admit when they dont know something, provides mucho highjinks when someone who doesnt know where he is going but is pretending he does asks someone who doesnt know how to get there but will never admit it! ah jokes. Anyway after two and a half hours driving down every dirt track and swamp in Zirahuen, by sheer fluke we met a guy with a donkey who looked like he was straight out of a Visit Mexico Calender or something, and he actually knew where it was! Thank god as only when me and the cab driver were walking in the dark down tracks we could no longer drive along that i realised it was a very good place for a murder.
Anywho am now on the farm and its great, 5 dogs, 9 cats, pigss, ducks, geese and chickens. I have been bitten by every animal here so far. I fucking hate the geese. They are so vicious and hiss like snakes. Also the rooster jumps up to attack, which turns out is the perfect height to peck me square in the knackers. My new technique is to wait until he jumps up before panning him in the face with an empty can, seems to be working. Work starts with feeding the animals amd then opening greenhouses, planting, digging, building stuff. Knackering work but great fun. Everything i own is covered in dirt, you kinda lose the idea of keeping stuff pristine when you are up to your ankles in pig shit, and covered head to toe in mud and weeds. Had a full moon last night which was amazing, if we walk to the nearest town we have to go in twos and take sticks due to coyotes, wolves and bob cats in hills. yeesh! anyway we have internet in the farm now so will write again soon. jake x