Had lots of fun today plucking several types of oranges and a pomelo at a large orange grove, as well as realising violent tendencies as we played lacrosse with oranges and a rake-like thing that was supposed to help us pick oranges from branches we couldn't reach with our arms. Golf, too, though that was more difficult. Violent, because the "game" consisted mostly of throwing the oranges on the ground and letting them splatter into pieces. Rest assured, there was no killing of innocent oranges and we only picked on those already fallen onto the ground (which would be left there till they rotted anyway).

Also acted like a girl who has lived her whole life in a city by deriving great delight from the simple act of feeding hens/roosters dried corn and having lots of them gather around.