Left the hotel for my apartment. Back to making my own bed. *tear* Thirty five million trips up three flights of stairs later, all of my possessions are located in one place. I no longer have part in my parents basement and the other half with me, wherever that may be. I am (almost) an ADULT. yeah... shocked me too.
The past few weeks have been filled with organizing my life; bank accounts, movers, Wal-Mart, and waging a battle with Ikea. Work has kept me busy. Who would have thunk there is so much to know about corn?! Which leads me to this: My first farm visit!
In order to teach this city (yet, Midwestern) girl about the ins and outs of farming, a co-worker took me to see farming first hand. Now, let me explain something very important. These are not your average farmers. They aren't the farmers you meet at your local weekend farmer's market. No, these guys mean business. and that is what mass production farms are: a billion dollar business. You know the food you eat? Yeah, part of it undoubtedly came from the great American corn belt. These farmers work their booties off to make sure the world can eat. Harvest consists of seven am to ten pm days from August to November. So next time you see a farmer walking by in overalls and a John Deere hat, thank him (or her).
Back to the farm. After a nice lunch of Arby's box lunches with the guys, eating off the back of a Ford F150 in a field, I jumped in a combine with Farmer Nick. Nick is the nephew of the farm's Dictator - who thought it would be a good idea to pair the young kids together. I was actually grateful for that. Was nice to hear about what young farmers 'round these parts do on the weekends. Plus, he was cute.
Incase you do not know, a combine is a HUGE piece of machinery that can pick the corn and shell it right there in the field. It is also GPS ready and can do things I couldn't even comprehend. Farming is way more high-tech than one would think. Here are a few pics to give you somewhat of an idea.
Needless to say, I am starting to really enjoy this new adventure. Work is great, my apartment is cozy, and the people aren't too shabby either. Hopefully, the next time I share stories, it will be about how the apartment is finally unpacked and organized. HAH. right.
