Two Weeks in Spain 2017 – At the Olive Farm
After a relaxing week at Roberta’s place, I was off to the airport for my flight to Barcelona. The party at the Olive Farm. Julie and Kaveh invited a few more friends from all over the place and all the local friends they have. Took the train to the airport and checked my big bag at the counter.

Málaga–Costa del Sol Airport Pablo Ruiz Picasso terminal

We had to walk to the airplane! Do not remember the last time I did that!

Stay on the green – walk to the door

I was sitting at the front, so the front door was for me

Looks like there is only one guy who looks that nobody wanders off

Seat in the Ryanair plane to Barcelona – enough space – even for me!

Nothing special, but this is my first Ryanair flight, so I have to get used to the Yellow

Saves you the card in the seat pocket in front of you

A nice stewardess upgraded me to the emergency exit – for free. Thank you, Ryanair

Clouds clouds, clouds and more Ryanair planes

At last the sun above the clouds

Later, the clouds cleared

Barcelona harbor

There is a horse at Barcelona airport, and it is pretty fat!

Turns out it was not really in fashion. Good for me!
I had to wait a bit for Laureen and Daniel to pick me up. There was a lot of traffic as well, so we arrived at the farm late at night.
The Olive Farm
Julie and Kaveh took over an Olive Farm a year ago. The farm was abandoned for a few years. The house was destroyed. There is no electricity and no running water. They renovated the house, installed a water reservoir, and solar panels. After that, Kaveh started to clear the jungle and cut the Olive trees. The land is so big that he still does not know how many trees he has. The plan for 2018 is to clear the rest of the vegetation around the trees in the far south of the property.

The old farmhouse

Lots of old Olive trees and walls

The white house belongs to the property as well. Two Australians came to do some Workaway and decided to stay longer. They renovated the house and love it here.

Only a few trees are not Olive trees on the land

Olives – the main cash crop on the farm


Poor dog ran into a stick – now he is a Pirate

Another dog from the neighbor

The master of the BBQ

Too hot without shade

Makeshift tent, but does the trick

After the vegetables where done, the meat went onto the grill

Not my kind of food

Moroccan Sweets

Julie likes them

View from the house

The afternoon DJ

Why like this?

Andry in the sun

The girls had a fun-filled afternoon

Too much food and enough drinks!

Some took a nap

Laureen is waiting for the gig

Kaveh, the Olive farmer

Laureen, Daniel, and Kaveh

Kaveh with the kid

Daniel’s Bass

OMG!

The Lola Zolas

The gang in front of the new house
Back to Stuttgart

On the morning train to Barcelona

Breakfast at the Bracafe – they are here since 1921!

Picked this subway entrance to take a picture of the famous house

Finally, at the airport. The train and subway system is a bit confusing.

My Vuelig plane to Stuttgart

Hmmmm – this is a tight one

Filling up slowly

Somewhere over the clouds

Stuttgart Airport – had to walk to the bus here



