Saturday, July 26, 2014

Hotel California en la granja Winfield


Como mencioné en un post anterior, esta vez no estamos de vagos gracias a groupon, sino a airbnb. Y pues que decir, habían sido unos meses muy atareados y necesitaba desconectarme y que mejor lugar que en una cabaña sin tele, computadora o algo similar?

Cuando llegamos a la puerta de la granja me acorde que se supone que tienes que llamar al anfitrión para avisar que ya vas en camino, pero como tantas cosas fortuitas con las que nos topamos, ellos iban saliendo y de carro a carro nos gritaron "pasenle! Es al fondo a la derecha!, quieren algo del pueblo? Vamos por pizza". Esta resulto ser la única interacción con ellos durante todo el fin de semana.

Al llegar, había todo un comité de bienvenida. 3 o 4 gatos y otras cuantas gallinas cacaraqueando por ahí. Los, gatos, como es su naturaleza, husmeando y curioseando. En la puerta de la entrada a la cabaña estaba un letrero muy ad hoc que decía: Hotel California. Bien, habíamos arrivado.

Lindos gatitos:


Gatos ronroneantes, este anaranjado fue muy insistente en meterse a la cabaña. Ah que recuerdos de mi infancia aventando a un gato naranja por la puerta :D.



Ésta pareció ser la mamá de la gatería



La puesta de sol significa que te tienes que apresurar a absorber hasta la última gota de fotones



Esto es justo lo que necesitaba; ni muy salvaje (como dormir en la caja del pickup) ni muy urbanizado como ricitos de oro.



Su anuncio de airbnb dice que te dejan una canasta de bienvenida con productos locales, entre lo que nos dieron (que me imagino que es sujeto a disponibilidad y la estación):

  • Huevos
  • Jugo de naranja
  • Leche (sin homogeneizar y me imagino que sin pasteurizar)
  • Barra de pan
  • Mermelada de fresas
  • Fresas frescas
  • Mantequilla
Entre las amenindades, si me hubiera gustado que enumeraran todo lo que tienen en su página de airbnb, así no hubieramos paseado nuestra prensa francesa :P. Tienen un quemador eléctrico, sartén eléctrico horno tostador, cafetera, un surtido de tés y café. En el baño tienen lo usual de toallas, jabones y champú. Muy, muy completo para algo que ellos llaman "cabaña". Hasta asador de gas con herramientas tienen en el porche.

Las paredes nos causaron nostalgia porque eran postales y litografías del área de San Diego/Los Angeles.



Huevo, lo prefiero estrellado con la clara bien cocida y la yema cruda, pero por un lapsus pendejus en la segunda mañana, lo hice revuelto... ese fue el huevo más cremoso que jamás había probado.


P'a aguantar unas horas.


Ameraucana, creo....




Fuimos a caminar por la granja, que es una de las cosas que te "venden" en su página de airbnb.

Un viejo tractor


Nopales!


Tunas!


Catarina


Tenían 3 caballos, muy curiosos a pesar de haberse asustado al principio.


Había saltamontes por todos lados, lo malo es que en algunas grietas vivían arañas (vi a una esconderse ahí) nada bueno para un aracnofóbico como yo. Y por cierto, si vas al campo, no te vayas en chanclas!!


"nos están viendo"...


"Les estoy diciendo que nos están viendo!"


El camino de regreso


Diente de león


Cactacea?


"VES? nos están viendo!"


Mariposa


Florecillas, probablemente comestibles


Que no dije que eran curiosos?







"Todo es mas grande en Texas" izquierda: fresa de tamaño normal... derecha: fresa tamaño Texas



Paisaje primaveral floreado!



Pain d'Epi




Thursday, May 01, 2014

Hotel California at Winfield Farms

As I said on a previous post, this time we didn't go outside based on a recommendation from groupon like we have so many times before. But a bit on a whim and a lot on airbnb. I'll admit it, I really needed to disconnect; won't vent here, but suffice it to say: a weekend with no computer in front of me was long overdue. 

Upon arrival, yes, only after leaving the cabin did I remember that you're supposed to call your host to let them know you're about to arrive. But, like most serendipitous events would have happen, the owners were on their way out when we got to their gate. "It's at the end of the driveway on the right. You need anything? we're going to get pizza". Was about the only interaction with our hosts that weekend. Upon arriving to the cabin, nicely identified by a small sign that hangs outside and reads: "Hotel California" we were greeted by the welcoming committee of cats and chickens. 

Nice kitties:


Purring kitties, this little guy was the most adamant about getting inside the cabin. A quick and succinct shoosh!! and he didn't try again.


This one seemed to be the mom of the clowder


Sunset at the farm means soaking up every last bit of warmth from the sun


And it is a sight to behold, at least for an urbanite like me. This happy medium between a city-setting and some of our more rugged adventures was very welcomed.


Their ad on airbnb says that they leave a welcome basket with local goodies. Among what we got, which I can only imagine is subject to availability and seasonality, was:
  • Eggs
  • Orange juice
  • Milk
  • Loaf of bread
  • Jar of strawberry jam
  • Fresh strawberries
  • Butter
And as for amenities, I do wish they could list everything on their aribnb site, there's a toaster oven, hot plate, electric griddle, pans, cutlery, silverware, plates and even a coffee maker (we brought our own!). And in the bathroom they put out towels, shampoo, soaps and even moisturizing lotions. Very, very complete for a place they call a cabin. Oh yeah, and there's a gas grill on the porch; complete with tools.

Their walls are decorated with lithographs and postcards from the San Diego - Los Angeles areas. these made us homesick, but in a good way.



Eggs, I like 'em over-medium, but in a lapse of memory, I scrambled them on the second morning and those were the creamiest, tastiest eggs I've ever had!


That should tide-ya over for a few hours.


Ameraucana, I believe....


Silkie?


We went for a walk on the premises, which they let you do.

The grill of an old tractor


Nopales!.. ok, how are these called in English again? Oh, thanks google, they're called nopales also :D


These nopales had fruit on them!


Ladybug


They had 3 horses that were a bit timid when they saw us, but as we walked back, they got curious about us, I guess...


Grasshoppers were jumping around, if you see those cracks on the ground, I saw a spider crawl into one of those, so I would assume that the grasshoppers are food for them. Oh yeah, don't go walking on the "wilderness" in sandals, especially if you're a bit arachnophobic like me.


"they're watching us"...


"I'm telling ya man, they're watching us!"


The path back to the farm


Dandelions everywhere!


Cactus, of sort?


"See? they're watching us!"


A butterfly that stood still long enough for the shutter to capture it


Purty flowers, probably edible


So, yeah, they got curios, curious enough that they followed us back!



Plymouth rock..




"Everythin's bigger in Texas" so true: on the left is what I'd call a normal-sized strawberry, on the right is one of the larger sized fruits in our basket.



This being spring and all, East Texas has blue bonnets everywhere!, and people stopping on the side of the roads to take pictures!


All in all, we had a pleasant stay at the farm and weather and time permitting, we hope to visit again.