An American Débutante's Experience WWOOFing in France and a "Renewed Sense of Meaning"
Packing my bag to head to Haute-Savoie, I donned a pair of working boots and left my expectations in the city. With a curious and eager spirit, I opened up to an alternative way of engaging with my environment and share those impressions of living and working on an organic farm in France.
My host inevitably became a sort of WWOOFing guru for me—an experienced veteran who would show the ropes and profoundly influence me in the philosophy of a sustainable, organiclifestyle.
The confines of the boxy Parisian life had come down and I felt infinite and vital again—like there was a renewed sense of meaning in my life.
The water was so fresh you could drink it straight from the source.
WWOOFing was a way for me to take capitalism out of a means of experiencing travelling and people, and putting respect, wholesomeness, and generosity in its place.
WWOOFing is the only way I now slow travel to authentically engage with the traditions of local people and the spirit of place.
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