We have officially moved into the condo unit that will be our home for the next year. We successfully missed the cyclone and I got our stuff moved in on Saturday, your Friday. It didn't take me nearly as long to move this time as last time, that took 2 years of organizing and packing. This little move took only about 2 hours, door to door. Instead of writing and posting pictures I am going to try and make a cogent video (where is Colin when I need him?) that walks you around the place so you get a feel for it.
We are so thankful to have found this beautiful place and are able to have it for the duration.
We have never lived in a multi-unit condo before. The closest we got was an attached townhouse in Louisville, Kentucky. Neighbors can be so difficult that after I met my neighbor to the left of our front door there.....never again.......
only because you can only be so lucky once to have a true friend be so close without planning it. Judy, known now as Judy-Ann, was a ball of energy who was always up for a drive in the snow with this crazy person from Wisconsin who didn't let weather get in the way of shopping! We became fast friends and like our adventure here, I knew no one, so having a chum my age next door was wonderful. (Judy decided she wanted to learn how to drive in the elements and moved to Minneapolis in the late '80's)
We have been blessed with wonderful neighbors wherever we have landed. Fox Point is the epitome of a truly amazing place with the best neighbors and friends you for which you could ever hope. We moved onto a street that at the time, had 5 houses with kids all the same approximate ages, and parents to match. The people on Acacia Road are some of my/our best friends, forever. We knew that moving to Australia meant selling the house where our kids had grown up, it was the hardest thing I've ever done. I don't think you can ever go back, I know that we will stay in touch, but to have had such a special neighborhood was ......the best. (waaaaaaaaaa)
So far we have met a few people here. John has met more than I, he was in the elevator (lift) with a few people, so he introduced himself. They already knew all about us.......ummmm....creepy. I guess this is a very, shall we say, interactive building, and everybody knows what and who is going around.
And then this morning we got scolded for music being too loud on the veranda. Welcome to Bargara!
The lady downstairs on the first floor yelled up, "Your music is very noisy, goodness, I've never heard such loud music." It wasn't loud, at all, where are the seniors with hearing aids?
We immediately turned it off and whispered, "OK, that was unpleasant", the joys of communal living. We will find the right volume for our music and hopefully this will be a one time scolding.
The lady next door was very nice when I gave her some mail that landed in our mailbox, wanted to know if we drank wine.....love to have us over for a drink....now that's more like it.
This is not to say we won't have some learning to do here. The first night here was post cyclone and there wasn't a whisper of a wind, it was like the wind needed a breather. We are very anxious to have the ocean at the center of our lives from day 1 here. So throw open the doors, open those louvers, push the shutters out of the way, let THAT ocean come into THIS room! And make way for hoards of bugs!!!!!!! Oh yes, the flying kind, the crawling kind and the no see 'um kind all made their way by the light we provided. Yuck, is this all part of the ambience of an ocean front unit? Close those louvers, shut the doors and lock those shutters.......too late as even as we turned out the light the no seem um's found us. I guess post weather system it is usual to have a really buggy night, no one told us that, but I was mentioning it to some of the tennis pals and they told me. It was buggy everywhere Saturday night, it wasn't that our location was anything special( except is really is). We will know better next time we have a really still night.
Our unit faces east so we wake up to the sun at 5am. Not a bad alarm clock. It is glorious to wake up to the sun peaking out between the clouds, and the birds, wow, so noisy. We have parrots that fly around in the trees here on the beach. They don't talk to us, but they cock their heads like they're trying to understand us.
We explained to them that we speak American English, which ain't so good, but they just keep trying to overhear our conversations. Too darn cute. But it is a wild morning scene here, lots to take in.
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