Poo Field

OK, I never said I would be good at blogging ;-) I'm going to try to write more often, but just know that I'm probably having a good time and too busy to write as opposed to not having anything to write about. Today, I'll write about poo.

Back in San Francisco I was lucky to live in an awesome part of The Mission right on Hill Street at Valencia. Ah, I miss my little apartment ;-) In addition to being walking distance to great restaurants, coffee shops, bars, and Dolores Park I was also less than 10 blocks away from my work. As many of you know, The Mission's streets can vary greatly, some lined with gorgeous Victorians, others lined with trash...and things. Well, I had a bit of both on my walk to work and it got progressively worse as I approached Shitwell Street where I was often dodging condoms, needles, and piles of poo.

Things are very different here on Waiheke Island, but I'm still dodging piles of poo! However, it comes from horses as opposed to dogs...or humans. The first time I walked to work it took over 30 minutes along the road but then I discovered the short cut through the valley of poo. Now it only takes 15 minutes to walk to the winery! First, I get to walk past the alpacas, "good morning, alpacas!" Then, I slip through an opening in a fence that takes me into the horse field which is almost completely covered in poo. Big piles of poo that are really densely plopped around the field -- I don't think anyone clears this field, or horses poo a lot! Once I've cleared the poo, I enter this lovely open area at the bottom of the olive grove that has the sweetest moss covered bench that overlooks the stream. Finally, I zigzag uphill through grapevines, hop one more fence, and voilà, I arrive at work!