Please forgive any spelling or grammatical errors. We are still without internet and I’m trying to patiently type this out on my phone. Only, everyone knows I am the impatient sort.
Everything here is so very, very different than the PNW. The vegetation is different. I can’t even identify most of it. The bugs are different, including a type of tiny black ant that is a bitey little bastard. The birds are different too. I’ve not seen a single spieces I recognize.
Our house, while not exactly what we imagined in layout from pictures, is quite nice. It is only 3 bedrooms, not 4 as we were told. Since neither of the girls will be living with us this year, we will make the best of it when they come visit.
The house itself is a study in contrast. It appears to have been designed for giants and gnomes. Downstairs, the rooms are quite large. The ceilings are 10, maybe 11 feet tall. Light switches are placed above average height. Kitchen cupboards will require a step stool or maybe a ladder to reach the back of the second shelf and all of the third shelf for me, and I am not short.
Upstairs, the effect is quite different. The ceilings there are barely 7 feet tall. The light switches are lower, the bathroom sink (original to the house btw) barely comes to mid-thigh on me. And the toilet is the height of a preschool chair.
Perhaps the house was designed for children upstairs and freaky-tall adults downstairs? Regardless, we do love the detail and craftsmanship inside this 1940s home.
Okay, I’ve got lots of unpacking to do so I’d better scoot. Highlights from our trip later!