Marguerite and I just spent four days in our future new home. Our host family is very welcoming, and we think they will be very compatible. The couple have a charming 15 year old daughter. The house isn't as extensive as the one we are in today, but our room is larger, and the bathroom has a door.
Tragically, houses in the coast are not plumbed for hot water. Cold showers are everything they are reputed to be.
The town is more spacious than Tumbaco, with the houses not as densely packed. Our current neighborhood is a little quieter, but as town neighborhoods go, our new one is fairly quiet. The amenities of town living are not far away. It is noteworthy that our new host family doesn't see the need for a car.
The first picture is of the house. The museum is in the background. I don't know if you can tell, but there is a vacant lot on either side of the house. The second picture is the greeting that awaited us on the door to our room. People misspell and mispronounce my name all the time. The third picture is of our room. Note the bedspread they provided. Finally, a picture of Viviana, the mom, and Maria Anabel. We were in the bus station on Sunday morning when we were starting our journey back.
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