Moving on

Yesterday was the last day of our teacher training course. Our trainers bought snacks and cava (Spanish sparkling wine) for us, and then we went out for our last night with the group.

Even the beers were in a festive mood.Later in the evening, we ended up at a bar designed to look like a fairy-tale forest. A cool idea, but its execution was marred by a strange lack of chairs.

Now we are hoping to head to Italy for several weeks, emphasis on the "hoping." Rowan did an exchange year there in high school and she wants to see her host family again.

We don't want to take a plane, because the baggage limits here are about 50 pounds, and we have way more stuff than that. They charge us about $4 a pound for every pound over the limit.

We then decided to take a train, but the tickets available for our destination are sold out for the next six days.

As soon as Rowan climbs out of bed, we are headed to the bus station to see if they have spaces available.

Once we get to Italy, we are considering WWOOFing, which stands for "World Wide Opportunities on Organic Farms." (Here is the Italy site.) The organization has members throughout the world. Member farms provide food and a place to stay in exchange for farm labor. The volunteers get to learn about organic farming and sustainability methods.

We are hoping to end up in a vineyard or somewhere where I can learn to make cheese.

We interviewed with an Indonesian school this week, and with any luck we will be in Indonesia within a month.