Home!!

Home!

Well after 36 hours in motion Gordon and I are safely home.

The 3 plane trips all went well and no difficulties along the way and more importantly our 4 checked bags came out onto the carousels in Gaborone.  Everything accounted for.

Although we have only been on the ground for 9 hours there are countless stories to tell already.   However, I am feeling zonked out right now and will sit down with the laptop on Friday morning.  Gordon went to sleep at 7 p.m. which must be a record for the last 12 months.

As for our house it is simply amazing, and Binnie has created a gem.  Damn it, if in every dimension it is bigger than our house in Trenton.  Large kitchen with a wrap around counter with 3 bar stools; large dining room/living room with 10’ ceilings; 2 huge 2-seat fully reclining “lazy boy” chairs; huge master bedroom and ensuite bathroom; 2 smaller bedrooms and washrooms in Gordon’s “wing”. And for those of us who my have joint issues, all on one level at grade.  No steps except out the back door.

As far as I am concerned there is only 2 problems.  Somehow the master bedroom got painted a light purple??  Not my cup of tea.  Secondly, the chandelier in the living room plays music and changes colour.  Like a disco hall!!  Interesting not an incandescent light in the house; all LEDs.

Needless to say, the aforementioned comments have not been verbalized since it falls under the category of designer’s choice and I have zero input on design, except monetary, on this whole endeavour.

Lastly, I must be honest that we are living in our new house illegally since the building inspector yesterday came and wouldn’t issue an occupancy permit!!

Why you ask?  Because the interior wooden doors have been primed but don’t have their final coat of paint; some of the door frames are not painted; 1 shower stall is not tiled (but has concrete walls) and something about the septic system pipes?

Well as far as I’m concerned none of these are health and safety issues that impact living in the house.  Mostly cosmetic items although we have to follow up on the septic system pipes.

So, there you have it at the end of Day 1 at 23°S.

Tomorrow stories of Botswana “time”, Builder’s World, parking garages, broken microphone on Gordon’s cell phone; Sunday’s wedding and no municipal water.