Diesel day

You see Mile posing with a beer bottle accompanied by Mirko, Jason and Max. The last 2 came from the westcoast of the US. Unbeknowst to them, Fleur called them respectively Ruby and Emma. They worked on finishing the roof of the small cattle stables and on terraces for our vinyard, and they worked in the garden. They came travelling via various WWOOF-farms to our place. 

Coming here wasn't easy. Passing through England met with some stern frowns about "working" (volunteering) without a permit. They were actually sent on the first plane back without a refund. When in a later stage they passed that hurdle, their luggage was put on a train to Siberia. They had to go back to Austria to try and pick it up. They didn’t succeed. (Just remember to put your luggage in the same wagon as you are sleeping. Otherwise you might wake up to a previously non existant window at the end of your carriage. Beyond which endless, is the iron road to Novosibirsk.)
Together Max and Jason formed a wonderful team. Both of them have sustainability written in their future. First they are going to take education as a next step in that direction. By the way, the beer bottle you see Mile holding gave way to the joke of the day. Amidst cries of my team I took a swig thinking (not looking) it was beer or water. I burped old cartersmell for the next 48 hours.