Thursday, December 04, 2008

Paradise found.


December 3, Fort Myers.

We're in paradise.
The trip was long and uneventful, too many road pictures missed, being strapped to a car seat for hours and days on end part of the kids' lives like waking up to a new view every day and eating their milk and cereals, we left at mid-day on Sunday and arrived here at mid-day yesterday, taking our time after dropping off Castro, the mechanic, sleeping in a McDonald's parking lot after his friends finally showed up, it was raining and Fridman was tired, and the next morning there was no rush to get here other than the trepidation to finally see the house.
We're in paradise.
The trees, the jungle of trees and shrubs engulfing the house, it took both of us and won't let go, there is an immensity of work to do, not to mention inside the home, but it's thrilling, it's beautiful, it's my tropical dream in the leaf. The house is a mess, everything and the meters had been taken out, but it's also charming and I can't believe it's mine.
Dylan says "la maison est tres jolie," accentuating the French r in a funny way, and so it is.

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