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Our house in Hippodrome.

Looking back out the driveway, to our gate.

My "office."

Looking out our bedroom window.

Your charming bedroom, should you come to visit us. Give us a heads up so we can buy some sheets.

Looking at the kitchen from the driveway. We have to figure out how to install a filter on that pipe, so we can drink the tap water. We can probably drink it now—I had a glassful once and suffered no ill effects—but ... it can't hurt.

Everything here stays green even when it's ripe: Grapefruit, bananas, oranges, everything.

Our hot hot roof, which We will pay someone 150,000 or so to thatch, after the landlord paints the house. It will be a shame, though, not to go up there anymore. It was quite nice last night, under the full moon, when the power went out again.

And this afternoon, after my French lesson, the rain.