Exodus in Argentina

Jim and I were raking grass the other day and it reminded me of a comment he had made a while ago on the last farm. We were doing another miserable and boring job and he had said, "Seth, I think being a WWOOFer is a lot like being a slave. We aren't paid and we have to do as we are told." After some thought I had to agree, especially when we began making bricks out of clay and horse manure. We seemed to have step right out of the book of Exodus: we were living in a another land making bricks for the 'ruler.'

Fortunately, however, our situation is better than a Siberian concentration camp. According to Jim, who is reading a book about a Siberian concentration camp, the oppressed people there had to get up at 5; we only have to get up at 6:40 (although it feels like 5). Instead of working 10 hour days, we only have to work a 7 hour day. We also can eat as much as we desire at meals, unlike the those in the concentration camp who had to work extra hard for an extra 6 oz. of bread. I don't think they had much bread to begin with either.

So all in all, among the many places we have seen and the many things we have done, Jim and I can also add the experience of slavery to our travel resume. But lest you think us ungrateful, we do appreciate the experience we are gaining working with our hands. As a note to those in the United States who had the thought of making a list of things for us to do, please keep in mind that what happens in Argentina, stays in Argentina.