Friday, June 3, 2011

A Little House with a Mango Tree Out Front




Our luggage has exploded for the last time (for the time being). After two months on the road, followed by another month living out of friends’ houses and guesthouses, we have a place of our own. 


Two bedrooms and two bathrooms to call home, even an air conditioner to boot. We moved in last night and set to work unpacking, deciding how to decorate, and using old stools as makeshift tables. Last step: figure out how to hang things when all the walls are cement.


With huge windows in every room, the house has lovely natural lighting. Plus, the sounds of nature seep in: frogs and crickets from all sides. A yard circles the whole house, complete with a clothesline (because, as our Thai mother said, all clothes should smell like sunlight). We have a delightful elevated porch, only lacking lounging elements. And, as luck would have it, our two-dollar Cambodian hammocks are just itching to be lounged in. 


When we first looked at the house, we were enamored with the mango tree and the huge garden – pumpkin, eggplant, tomatoes, and so on. The tree is now mango-bare and the garden has been pulled up and freshly tilled. A bit of a disappointment, admittedly, but also the chance to plant a whole new yard. And, as we are just down the street from the local Flower Market, the opportunity won’t go to waste. 


Given a couple weeks, we will turn our cute little house into a cozy home, perfect for lounging, getting our hands covered in soil, and throwing dinner parties for our lovely Thai friends (without whom we never would have found the house).