The Scorpion and the Plunger

I know it's been a while since my last post....we've been too busy to get to town until now....and I feel the need to begin with my saga from last night.

After another long day of weeding (I'm not kidding when I say we weed for six hours a day - except for the days it's eight hours - 6 days a week) I had the honor or horror (depends on your point of view at the time) of taking the first cold shower. Now, usually, this means you flush the bugs that have accumulated through the day down the drain. Well, last night was a special night. The scorpion was back and he was in the tub. What to do? So first I grabbed the lotion bottle because it's one of those with that comes to a flat edge at the top, and scooped him out of the shower onto the strip of tile that lays haphazardly between the shower and the wall. Good, no problem....I step into the shower and feel the cold water on my face. But, oh no...couldn't be that easy! He decides to slide right back into the shower. OK, plan B. So I grab the plunger and put it on top of him. Neutralized I figure, safe enough. About 30 seconds later, I see his pinchers come out from under the plunger, and then, lo and behold, he comes scurrying out. OK, this is not good. I'm wet and cold, and showering with a scorpion who's probably pretty ticked off at me at this point. Immediate action needed. So, I grabbed the plunger again and scooted him out of the tub onto the wall. I think he must have been more terrified of me because he ran into the wall as fast as he could and then looked back out at me before continuing his venture into the many crevasses that lay beyond the part tile, part brick, part plaster walls. I showered with one eye always on the ground, just to be sure.....and emerged victorious (aside from the 5 or 6 mosquito bites that come standard with every shower each night).

It's funny though, will all the bugs, critters, lizards and snakes that we come into contact with every day....the most vexatious are absolutely the mosquitos. If they carried disease, I would certainly be dead by now. We've been working more in the herb garded lately, and while I love the smells of the lemon verbana, sage, lavender and rosemary...it's mosquito heaven - especially in the evening. Worst place to be bitten? So far - the stomach. They take forever to go away, and itch more than the rest.

On a more positive note, the straw bale house is becoming much more of a home. We've even taken to baking our own bread! It's pretty cool - we separate the wheat (from the bad stuff like little stones), they mill it, and then we use it. The recipe is simply whole wheat, salt, olive oil and warm water. Takes about 30 minutes from beginning to end to make and eat - perfect! We've tried it with olives (grown on the farm) and rosemary from the herb garden so far. Both batches were fantastic if I do say so myself! Oh, and I found out that you can't eat olives from the tree...without being soaked in brine, they are "horribly bitter and disgusting" - Anke's description.

We continue to gather fruit and try new things....for example - passion fruit and cactus fruit. The cactus fruit is a bit more dodgy - there are tons of little thorns that need to be burned off the outside before they're safe to eat. When we harvested them yesterday, Adam and I had our share of those little thorns all over us...I couldn't imagine having them in my mouth! Ouch!!!! And really, the fruit isn't worth it to me...tastes like papaya....but Barbara loves them, so she's in heaven. Tomorrow, we make quince sauce (like apple sauce).

We have breakfast together every morning - fruit and mueslix, and now we have herbs for tea - lemon verbana and mint is my favorite. It's really nice to start the day together and gives us some time to wake up before going off to kill some weeds and destroy some homes (all those poor little ants).

Anke's parents and grandparents are coming to visit on Sunday, so the last couple weeks has been all about making everything look nice. So, that herb garden, that looked more like a jungle last week, needed tons of work. The veggie garden, the grapes, the trees...everything needs weeding, and some haven't been done in a year! It's a lot to do in a short time, but we're getting it done (and making her look good) so she can be proud of what she's doing when they come. Apparently they'd prefer her to be earning money in a job anywhere, or really doing anything but farming, so it's even more important for her that things look fabulous. Oh, what we do for our parents ;p

It's rained twice now. Just for part of two different days. I'm happy to report that the only place that the roof leaks is in the bathroom - easy enough to clean up, just not so conducive for using the toilet while it rains. We shelled beans one morning, the other rain was on our day off - go figure. We are apparently entering the rainy season soon...another reason all the weeding needs to be done quickly. We're learning about different plants and such, but we both wish the work was more varied. If for no other reason - our aching knees.

We've learned a lot about our hosts over the past couple weeks - they have very lofty goals, they take on waaaay more than they can reasonably accomplish, they are the king and queen of bold statements (all organic farmers, except vegan of course, spray their farms with animal blood), they have a general disdain for people who don't want to work on farms, they profess the desire to be self-sufficient but then don't want to shell beans or clean wheat to use (so instead they buy beans, rice and lentils from the store), they complain about people being wastefull and utilizing too many resources and then plant 100 Ginko trees (in all they have 2500 trees planted on their land). They have more planted than they could possible use - ever, but don't want to sell to the people in town because they don't want to deal with "those people"....but if they do sell things, they'll give people who want to come work on the farm a good price and try to "rip off" the others. They love classic movies (Romeo and Juliet, the Graduate, Sound of Music) and like to watch them over and over and over again. Over all, they are very nice people - just a bit off....perhaps misguided. Interesting, though...definitely interesting.

We've decided to stay until September 27th. We'll leave the morning of the 28th and head for Corfu - an island between Greece and Italy - to celebrate our birthdays (both on the 29th) and relax for a bit. On the 1st of October, we head for Italy.

Wish I had more time, but that's all I've got for now. Hope you're all doing well and staying happy and healthy.

Much love!
Lor

And you all call ME granola?!?!

I'm Martha Stewart compared to this crew!!

Well, we've settled into our new home nicely. It's still just as dirty, but so are we, so I think it bothers us less ;) We've become accustomed to the spotted slug (it's huge) that enjoys crawling along the tile in the bathroom, the tiny geckos that dart in and out of the walls silently (they're actually pretty cool), the rats that seem to be chewing their way through the straw at night, the cats that poke their heads in the fridge every time it's opened, the gnats that surround us at the "main house" during dinner, and even checking the sheets and pillow every night before laying down - just to be sure.

What I haven't gotten used to quite yet is the lack of the dirty-unsanitary line that exists at the farm - evidenced by the fact that our hosts don't even rinse their plates after dinner....just leave them dirty on the table for the next meal (Adam and I rinse ours every night), the scorpion in the bathroom this morning (little, but still a scorpion), the dog that barks beneath our window half the night, and the incredibly LOUD music coming from the after hours club over 1 kilometer away. After hours meaning it starts going about midnight and doesn't stop until about 6 or 7am. Apparently the club doesn't have a license, and when Giorgos has complained to the police in the past they've told him - The club does not have a license, what can we do? Are you kidding? Nope. So, he circulated a petition and got all the neighbors to sign a complaint. He went into town today to issue a formal complaint...hopefully it will help. It's really ridiculous - if it's loud enough to wake us up over a kilometer away....I don't know how the people who go there can stand it! The little dog (there are two) hates it too...he barks a lot depending on the music - seems to bark more when the music is worse ;)

We've been weeding a lot....and I mean A LOT!!! Aside from weeding orange, peach, apricot, and olive trees, grape vines, corn, cabbage and other veggies, we've cleared, tilled and prepared a field so we could plant strawberries, and picked walnuts, black berries and figs (they're green figs and they are soooo tasty!!). We'll be gathering walnuts for an hour each day until they're all gathered....we pick berries whenever we see them - they grow wild on the side of the road, and they go very well in our morning mueslix. We've even stolen - shhhh - a few grapes from a neighboring farm - tasted like Welches grape juice, no kidding!

We work for 3-4 hours in the morning (somewhere between 7 and 11:30am) and 3 hours in the evening (between 5 and 8 generally) to avoid the hottest part of the day. I like the schedule - gives us plenty of time to do whatever else during the day - like walk into town and hit the internet cafe to update all of you on our lives ;) Some days we just relax a bit...learn a few more Greek words...pick berries ;) It's pretty chill, and the work, while laborious, is not very difficult. We can even listen to music (thank you for the MP3 player Geeta!!!) while we work. Pretty nice to jam to some Al Green while I weed away ;)

We've seen so many gorgeous sunsets already, and set against the mountains....ahhhh....oh, and I watch the sunrise from bed every morning - tough, I know ;) We went to the sea last week in the afternoon one day - it was incredible! The water is crystal clear and so refreshing. I haven't felt that clean since we've been here!!! Only it's not quite so safe to go in after the tide starts coming up....TONS of huge jellyfish! Unfortunately we left just as the sun was going down - there was still dinner to prepare and all....watching the sunset from back window of the car as we drove away, ahhhhhhhh, it was absolutely breathtaking and heartbreaking all at the same time. How could we leave at the most beautiful moment of the day? It made me wonder if I'd ever take it for granted if I lived here....would it ever be less enchanting? I can't imagine ever being anything but in awe. We're told we'll be heading for an even more beautiful beach this week - MORE beautiful?? Count me in! Only thing is that it's 100 kilometers away, so there's no chance we'll stay for sunset. When we leave the farm, I'm determined to watch a sunset from beginning to end from a beach in Greece. Could be on the mainland...could be Corfu....but it will be! It's just so difficult to fully describe the beauty of the water....even the river that runs through town that we're told we can't swim in looks clear and gorgeous!

Good grief there's just soooo much to write and so little time....

The food here has been great! Anke is a fabulous cook (I just pretend that the conditions are sanitary) and we came at a time when fresh veggies are plentiful. The little yellow tomatoes are awesome! And yes, I'm getting plenty of nutrients, momma ;) Lentils, beans, grains, veggies....mmmmmm....we even got curry the other night (although it can't compare to my Geeta's cooking)! We eat leftovers from dinner for lunch the following day, and Anke gave us some fresh orange marmalade...soooo yummy....for bread in the morning, which sure beats mueslix with orange juice. Although the orange juice is freshly squeezed...so that's pretty good too. She made these incredible fig balls the other day that I renamed to Fig Truffles and have decided we need to market because they are so nostrimos (delicious) :) And like I said earlier, we're picking figs and berries and have even had a few strawberries. There's also a market in town with plenty of cheap, good stuff....so all of you who were worried I'd starve should be more hopeful I can fit in my pants by the time we leave! ;p

Overall, I'm really glad we're here. Anke and Giorgos are super nice and Demitry, Girogos' brother-in-law is fabulous!! Barbara, the other volunteer, couldn't be nicer - and she's fun too! She's from a Germanic part of Northern Italy and grew up on a dairy farm. And even though our hosts are a bit odd (to say the least)....I feel really comfortable here...and that's what's important.

Oh, I almost forgot - we watched the Sound of Music the other day (took two days because it's so long). It's the first time I've seen it, and I know Stephanie (in VA) will be very happy that I finally saw it ;) It was actually pretty good. It's apparently one of Giorgos' favorite movies. LOL Who would have guessed? One thing I can say for sure, is that there is never a dull day, and they never cease to surprise me.

I know I've left out a ton of stuff....but hopefully that gives you enough for now. You can always check out Adam's blog too - adshock.blogspot.com.

Until next time, Sagapi (I love you) all, and thank you for reading and sending the positive vibes - yes, I can feel them.

xoxo,
Lor

PS - we haven't seen any of those nasty little bugs in our beds lately...YAY!

Our own reality show

Getting to Arta was a bit more challenging than getting to Delphi....

We were told to take the bus to Nafpaktos and from there we could catch a bus to Arta. No, he did not have a time table for when buses left for Arta, so we decided to take the early (10:15) bus to Nafpaktos just in case. It took 3 hours to go about 60 miles because of the route and the roads we took, but it was breathtaking! We travelled close to the sea most of the way and I'm not sure I've ever seen water so beautiful. See through sea foam green close to shore blended into turqouise, which melted into the deep blue sea....simply mesmerizing.

Upon arriving in Nafpaktos we found the bus station closed and no posting for a bus that might head to Arta. We asked in the cafe around the corner and were told that we needed to go to another station - about 1 kilometer that way. Turns out one of the two guys we were talking to had been to Jersey...seems A LOT of people have been to Jersey, lived in Jersey, or have family in Jersey. It's wild. Anyway, we started walking "that way" and with no station in sight, decided to stop and ask again. We wondered into the right market because we found a very helpful couple. She spoke enough English to help us understand what he was saying (yelling) and he flagged down the bus and told the driver what we needed. All we could do was rely on the kindness of strangers whose language we couldn't speak to find our way....so now were were in the bus driver's hands. He let us off at an intersection about 15 minutes later and told us to walk 1 kilometer (everything is 1 kilometer) to the gas station....so we did....when we asked about the bus to Arta there, we were told to walk 1 km down to the next station. Low and behold, when we arrived and asked about the bus to Arta, we were told it would pass by about 3pm (it was now 2:40). A number of buses came and went, none of them bound for Arta. And then we saw it - APTA! At 4pm we were on another bus...one step closer to the farm.

We arrived without a problem, called the farm, and were told that Giorgos was out on the farm and he wouldn't be back until after 8pm...we should call back. So we left our cell number and went to get a few groceries and look for an internet cafe. We had at least two hours to kill. The bus station is apparently in the older, smaller part of town. We strolled around sticking out like sore thumbs with our packs and sad attempts at the Greek language. The guy in the bakery seemed to take pity on us and in his gruff mannor gave us free sesame sticks (which are actually round). So we bought a couple cookies and moved on to the market. After that we stopped at the old man bar for a beer, and I have to say, I don't know that I've met nicer people anywhere...but it's funny because people seem annoyed or even mad when they're being helpful or really nice. It's a little bizarre. We ended up missing Giorgos because the call wouldn't go through to the cell phone and he came to pick us up when we weren't at the bus station.... When we called back we were told to walk to the old Arta Bridge....again we asked for directions and were told it was about 1 kilometer up the road - straight up the road. After walking a good 2 kms, we asked a couple girls on the street - Arta yefira? Yeah, it was straight up the road, but it was a loooong way... So, 1 km turned into about 5 or 6...we were hot with our packs, but it really wasn't that bad. And we learned that Arta is quite a large town! The bridge was very cool - old, stone, and used only for walking now.

Giorgos picked us up and took us the rest of the way. We stopped at the main house for dinner with him, his girlfriend, Anke - a German horticulturist, and Barbara, another wwoofer from a Germanic part of northern Italy. Cluttered does not begin to describe this house, but everyone was friendly and happy to have us there. We were told that the next morning we could sleep in because they had business to conduct in the morning - we'd begin work about 2pm. Sweet!

Then we walked to the straw-bale house, which is where we're staying. It's a fairly large house with an addition going on the top of it out closer to the fields. We were greeted by two dogs - chained out front the majority of the time - and two cats - near starving it turns out. The place is literally made of straw (big bricks of it) and plaster. There is some metal that lends support and a tin roof, and some wood mostly for the stairs and around the windows. Everything is makeshift and looks in disrepair. The amount of clutter is overwhelming. It's really dirty....but we're already getting used to that. Our room is pretty simple - two cots, a few benches to put our things on, and a window with a screen that wouldn't keep out a pigeon (and doesn't keep out the cats) much less flies. As we were preparing to make the bed, something told me to pick up the mattress (really more of a pad), and there they were - tons and tons of little silver bugs on the mats between the mattress and frame - the kind that make your skin crawl. We folded up the mats and took them downstairs to shake out - yuck and yuck!!! When we went back, we put the mats down, the pad from the other cot, the pad from our cot and a quilt before putting our sheets down - thank you soooo much to my momma for making us sleep sacks that velcro together - we've used them everywhere, but never needed them more than now!!! So far, the creepy crawlers haven't made their way up to us.

All the animals have fleas, and the cats are way too hungry. Giorgos says they don't feed them much because they want them to hunt, but these cats are so hungry that any time we open the fridge, they climb inside, and when we have anything to eat, they are all over us. We ended up giving them some food so they'd leave us alone, and decided to start feeding them at least a little everyday because it's just not right not to - they are sooo skinny....

The first day was pretty chill. They didn't end up getting back until after 4pm so we didn't start working (weeding) until 5pm - we worked until 8:30. I started the day with cereal that turned out to have bugs in it...yum, yum! Now, we check everything! There's a makeshift balcony outside of Barbara's room, so we'll be hanging out there a lot - it's the nicest place in the house ;)

Today we woke up about 6:45 and started weeding at 7:30. We worked until 11am and then came to town. It's too hot to work in the middle of the day, so we'll work another 3 hours this evening when we get back - 6 hours each day is what is expected, and I think that's reasonable. Did you read that? Too hot to work in the middle of the day! :) YAY, Greece!

My time is almost up, so I'm going to have to leave the character development until next time ;p

Love to you all!!!
Lor

150 Kilometers and a world apart!

Bustling, big, dirty Athens...meet quiet, quaint, beautiful Delphi.

So we went to Athens to see the ruins...little did we know it would be the only thing we'd want to see. Athens is a huge city full of stores full of junk geared toward tourists, endless amounts of people hustling everything from kazoos to plastic sunglasses, people begging for money, a taverna at every turn with staff dedicated to getting you in and seated, high end stores for shoes, clothing, jewelry, oh, and did I mention lots of stores? While I didn't expect it to be quaint by any means, I thought there still might be a sense of charm or just a little something special...well....not so much. This is not to say there is nothing to love about Athens, it's just not my kind of town.

The Acropolis and the numerous sites of ruins were fairly cool, but again, I think I expected something more awe-inspiring. It didn't help that half the ruins had scaffolding all over them... detracts from the wonder of the building when it's getting a face lift I suppose. Although it is very impressive what they have been able to preserve and the endless amount of marble that seems to have existed back a couple thousand years ago. Now, I like marble as much as the next girl, but let me tell you, those stairs are downright dangerous! We were slipping all over the place!

Our hostel/hotel was a bit seedy, but my main complaint is the smoke that permeated the place, oh, and the noise right outside our window wasn't ideal either. The first morning, there must have been some sort of celebration or protest because we awoke to honking horns (NY times 50) and walked by a lively demonstration not too far away. The second morning was a good deal quieter, but still like being in the heart of Manhattan. Side note - being here makes me soooo appreciate the laws that separate smokers from non-smokers in restaurants and bar smoking all together in common areas. Even as I type, the smoke filling this cyber-cafe is invading my lungs and giving me a headache.

Ok, Athens....seeing as we weren't overwhelmed with the city, we decided to bolt earlier than planned and head to Delphi (many people just do a side trip to Delphi from Athens). We got up and spent the better part of the day seeing more sights and walking about the city before picking up our packs from the hostel and heading to the bus station. We knew this - take the 24 bus until you see Terminal B bus station (down a side street...no the bus does not actually stop there) and you can catch a bus to Delphi from there. So, we jumped on the bus without tickets (oops, should have gotten those at the subway station) and by the grace of god I saw the KTEL sign from the road we were riding on point down a side street....hoping it was the right station, we jumped off the bus and headed toward what looked like a station. No problem! Within a couple minutes we had tickets on the 5:30 bus to Delphi....thank goodness!

Now I have to say, I love riding the bus in Greece because we go by some of the most beautiful mountains, seas, towns....however slow it may be.

We arrived in Delphi around the time we were supposed to - no bus runs on time here - and got off where we hoped we were supposed to....it seemed right....we even asked the driver if this was the Delphi stop - yes it was. Adam wasn't so sure, but with my insistance, we got off anyway. So then we start asking around to see if we can find someone who speaks enough English to direct us to our hotel - we have a street address. First guy? No idea what he's trying to say, and we're afraid he's pointing to the town lit up in the distance a good half hour drive from where we're standing. I'm getting a little nervous that I've put us in the wrong town....next guy we see - he has beautiful rooms, 33 Euros - when we explain we have reservations at Hotel Acropole (also listed as a hostel and hotel) he says it's all the way on the other side of town - but he had lovely rooms available. Great. And how far is that? Down three flights of stairs (the town is built into the mountain) and about a 5 minute walk. Relief came over me as quickly as doubt had filled the pit of my stomach, and we were on our way. The next day, we went to the bus station to see about getting to Arta, and sure enough, they had put us right in front of it the night before...it's about the size of a postage stamp, nestled in among the other store-fronts.

Hotel Acropole....highly recommend it!!!! It's beautiful, quiet, friendly, clean, and it has some of the best views in town. And it's quite affordable! Our room opened to a balcony overlooking the sea and town below and the mountains all around us. There was no noise, no smoke, no pollution....it was fabulous!

Sunday, our only full day in Delphi was fantastic! We woke up late (just before 9am) and had a leisurely breakfast (included at the hotel). Then we made our way to the ruins - about a 10 minute walk through this peaceful town. And they are awesome! Set amidst the mountains and a quiet little town, you get a much better feel for what it might have been like to live way back when. The museum had some incredible pieces in it and there were a number of depictions of "amazons" - women warriors - which made me proud ;) Adam took a bow on the stage of the old theatre and I practiced my discus throwing in the old stadium before he challenged me to a wrestling match....it was a good day. Again, the marble...not so good for walking, but we made it no worse for wear.

When we were done with the ruins, we headed down - thankful that we weren't with a tour group - in search of nutrition. Grape leaves and pizza - there is pizza everywhere! LOL With no where we had to be, and nothing we had to do, we went in search of a grassy field to play frisbee and chill out. Well, we soon discovered that there really are no grassy areas. Just mountains, rocks, and water. And unfortunately we weren't that close to the water....so we settled for hanging out on the balcony. Watched the sun set, which was beautiful and enjoyed our last night of freedom before heading to the farm.

Our trek to the farm is a whole other story....

Agapi from Greece!
Lil

I can't believe it....I'm actually WARM!!

Thank goodness for Greece! For the first time in over two weeks, I've been able to feel genuinely warm standing still (as opposed to sweating from running for the train with my pack on). We got here at 3am....so we haven't seen much yet...but the prospect of walking around all day in this beautiful weather leaves me caring less about where we go, and more just about going. Although don't get me wrong, we do plan to see "the sights" ;)

But first...where did I leave off last time....ahhh, Trebic. After Trebic we headed to Vienna for a night. Vienna is a huge, beautiful, huge, clean, huge, expensive city. Our hostel was nice - very busy! And we ended up meeting a few nice folks like Ryan who was teaching in Oman and is now on her way to teach in Saudi Arabia....originally from North Carolina! She was quite cool. There seemed to be a number of American and other English speaking tourists there....I hadn't heard that much English anywhere since Dublin. Outside the hostel, the streets were bustling with tourists from everywhere in this upscale town. The buildings, while gorgeous, were not enough to keep us from hopping on the 2pm train to Budapest....the lure of Budapest was just too powerful. And what a train it was!! After riding on Czech trains for a few days, this Austrian train felt luxurious indeed. One of the coolest sights from this train? Fields and fields of Sunflowers....absolutely beautiful.

As we got off the train, we were met by a dozen or so entreprenuers trying to sell us a room in their home...pictures, descriptions...each one was of course the best. It was the first time I'd seen that done, and I couldn't help but wonder about the potential for either the host or the guest to be taken advantage of or put in danger. But then again, I guess that could happen anywhere. As we'd already booked our hostel, we walked confidently by, smiled and said no thank you.

Unity hostel - new venture in a great central location in Budapest. Peter and his buddy (can't recall his name) opened the place up after years of working in high end hotels and staying in hostels. It's a great place, situated in an old apartment building. The little old lady next door does the cleaning and the two guys take shifts staffing the place - tiring to say the least! But Peter says he's happy they're doing it and that they will be getting help soon for the night shift.

Budapest was different than I imagined. Less Bohemian than I pictured as cliche as that sounds. It's incredibly modern and has a number of the same stores as the states (like office depot). The Palace and castle are gorgeous and Parliment is ridiculous! The views from the Citadel - incredible, and the liberation statue, inspiring...the parks and flowers, vibrant....Budapest certainly has an energy all it's own. I have to admit, I was a little disappointed by the baths. Really, they were just strange...people pointing and telling you where to go and what to do. My massage was definitely out of the norm - here, lie naked on this table next to this other girl (separate table), and no we're not going to give you a sheet to cover up, don't be ridiculous! And it wasn't quite a massage...more of a rub down with baby oil. The thermal baths were relaxing, but I'm not sure I need to bath with that many old naked women (the young ones wore suits) again any time soon. But it's all about the experience, right?

We were going to check out Statue Park, where they have moved all the old socialist statues...but it was an hour by tram/bus or 30 minutes and expensive by direct bus...and then we had to pay to get in....so seeing as we'd have to spend a decent amount of coin and it would take up a good part of the day, we decided to skip it. We'll check it out online ;)

Again, we met some interesting people....a group of girls from Scotland with their "Praha Drinking Team" sweatshirts (or "jumpers" as they called them) - young enough not to be embarrassed to wear said sweatshirts...a nice guy from the UK...a very cool couple from Miami...and some other random people. Ah, and then there was "Treehugger Dan" - the name of his new and used bookstore. Nice guy from Minnesota who has been in Budapest for 16 years and just got his 5 year visa. Said he has another 8 years before he can apply for dual citizenship. LOL He sells fairtrade coffee and books and is into saving the envrionment - my kind of businessman, indeed.

And now we're in Athens for three days....so much to do and explore! I'll keep you all posted.

Thanks for reading...I hope you are all doing well and staying happy :)

Love and Sunshine,
Lor