We have spent the last two days cutting Gorse bush. Gorse is this awful spiny bush with thousands of big needles and is extremely painful to work through. It isn’t the most desirable job. However, I suppose if I want to go intern for Eustace Conway I’m going to have to get used to doing crap jobs. Speaking of Eustace, apparently Harvey knows him. In the book it talks about Eustace spending time and being in love with New Zealand, however it doesn’t go into a lot of detail about his time there other than that he climbed every mountain he could get to and that he constantly thought about giving up his dream and just moving here. But according to Harvey, they climbed together. I wonder if that’s a sign that I’m supposed to go there. I feel connected to Eustace andI think there’s a reason I found that book in that little random coffee shop in Colorado. This evening was really nice, we had a campfire and instead of roasting hot dogs or marshmallows on a stick, we roasted bread! Apparently that originated in Australia, but it was really fun! You just make dough, adding no yeast and wrap it around a stick and then put it over the fire. You have to turn it over and over like a marshmallow and once it’s cooked all the way through you pull it off the stick and eat it with herb butter and jam! I got stung by a wasp twice yesterday while laying in bed. It got trapped in our hut and I guess it decided I was in it’s way. It really hurt, Daniel managed to kill it but I cried. On a more positive note, I have laughed until I cried so many times here that I’ve lost count. I really like Amalita, and the other wwoofer, Klaus, has a good sense of humor too.