Where the road goes.

• • News flash: bad day at the orchard, (bad three days) Sonny thinks Im "bad cherry picker" and that I smoke to much. After yelling at me one day and not talking to me at all the next day, I decided I had enough of this. hopefully spend one more night here then try to get into the street market tomorrow and sell me some goods. Then off to the next town to try me some more picking. With someone who is nicer. Anthony will be peacing out to Van soon… its been fun but now I guess we part our ways. P.S. I don't smoke. 

  
  

  • I met two really cool lesbians and an Aussie, who's the posse glue...( long story ) taking the girls with me to the next destination so they can pick up hot chicks in white shorts. Trying to convince Australia to come, because she's like, my sister where has she been all my life...? and also because I'm kinda devastated to lose Anthony tomorrow... But ALL the girls are working on him because in reality he's more of the glue then Australia is because he's a guy and balances out all the femaleness. We'll see what happens... And the adventure continues.... But I'm making money at the market today, huzzah! And a didge player from montreal sat next to me and is entertaining me while I sit on the sidewalk trying stop people from stepping on my jewelry!! and he gave me flowers, oh happy day.

  
  

  • Went to the beach after the market, met a "french" guy who I think is actually faking french but oh well.  And told me about a potluck at the nude-y beach tomorrow, so bring my friends down for some free food. !woot! Can't turn down free food! but also invited us for supper so we did that too. He talks waaaayyy too much and its a little exhausting. He hooked us up with a job near Oliver so after the potluck on nude-y beach and getting all muddy we all drove to this crazy hippy campground with snakes, bears, playful dogs and snuggly cats. The next morning we drove to Oliver only to find out that this place he sent us didn't actually exist and crazy french guy ditched back to penticton on his bike…?….. but hey, thanks for all the booze you left in my van… and the bucket of pasta! yummy…. we tried picking prunes but it really sucks. 25 dollars a bin. That takes ME 6 hours to fill! hmmm.. just enough to buy me some supper at the end of the day. The place where we are camping has a real toilet and a shower, but is other wise a scary rundown crack shack looking place…. which evidently had a shoe box full of weed in the closet..  where are we??! But there are three kittens and four adult cats who are very affectionate. It is delightful. 

  
  

  • Tune in next week for the rest of the adventures in Oliver.