May 2012 | Back to Woodstock, this time our family counts 4! We have rented a wooden cottage with Ignacio, Agi and the kids. It was about time to get out into nature. While it takes a little while for Paula and Lucia to get comfortable with all the forest around we have a great time playing hide and seek in the garden that is extending into the woods. And with looking for the bear. We will need to come up with something a little more sophisticated very soon though.
Woodstock still has a Hippie touch with its cute and slightly esoteric boutiques, with vegan restaurants and an animal farm / sanctuary. The latter we visit and pet the cows, goats and huge pigs: quite an experience to be standing amidst these.
And we do meet interesting characters. Such as the guy who is taking care of the goats and chickens on the small farm close to our cottage and was pleased to meet us folks to tell his story. He went to Europe during the Vietnam War to escape his army duty. First, he spent some time in Germany hanging out with the Meinhoff crowd, then continued to Spain and Morocco to eventually return to the US through Canada. Settling in Woodstock was an obvious choice at the time, where hippies and musicians such as Jimmy Hendrix lived at the time. He actually saw him playing quite often in a local bar, “a genius” he said.
What I am still thinking about: in the rest room of the farm there was a big jar full of rice. It said: “In this jar, there are approximately 330,000 grains of rice. You need to multiply this by 33,000 to get to the number of animals killed for consumption every YEAR in the US.” This is indeed mind-blowing. I have now started to make a similar calculation about the amount of trash the city of New York and we ourselves produce every year. To be changed for sure.