We arrived at Jotas Finca on the south western part of Barcelona. We took a 25 min train ride from Estacion Barcelona Sants a el pueblo de Gavá. From there we took a taxi over to the edge of town to where Jota was waiting for our arrival. Turned out he had a similar experience to mine where at 34 years old he was tired searching for something different and started traveling the world. He finally settled not too long ago in this small town having been given the opportunity to own some land that some older folks offered him.

Maggie and I are thinking of staying here a couple of weeks then possibly make our way to another community where we are hoping to learn some food cultivation.

That big ass dog in the picture is Jotas Guard dog Fly boy. He must be mixed with polar bear because he is a pretty large creature.