Coconuts, Bananas, and an Alligator Head

We've been here five weeks today.  Still no UAB (air baggage) and I won't even mention our HHE (the rest of our stuff), so it still feels like we're living in a hotel. A hotel without even any bad art on the walls. I nearly swooned with excitement over some potted lilies we bought and some cheery green placemats that arrived in our Big Delivery this week. I've started carrying those damn lilies from room to room with me as I move about the house, I'm so starved for decor. We are all finding ways to keep ourselves amused. I found about forty pictures on my camera this morning. It seems Henry has been entertaining himself by taking pictures of the only items he brought:

A Kindle, a few other books, a tiny skateboard, a string, and an alligator head. What? Like you don't take an alligator head with you when you travel? 

Obviously, if I'd known it would take so long for our stuff to get here I would have packed differently. I could go on and on about that, but there's that whole, "if you can't say anything nice, come sit next to me don't say anything at all" adage.

Fortunately, the kids are kept so busy at school that there's little time for them to worry about toys. They're all doing after school activities, and after homework, their day is done. We've gone to a few outdoor markets on the weekends. The kids discovered that  they love street food. Fried packets of meat or bananas and nutella, icy cold coconut water, charred meat on sticks. What's not to love?

 Although Olivia loved the coconut drink, the drink did not love her back. 

 And that's all I'm going to say about that.

There are things I like very much about living here.  Today my favorite thing is having a gardener. He speaks zero English, but he does a good pantomime.  This morning he told me if I could get a hold of  a ladder, he'd get these bananas down out of our banana tree for me:

Although, he may have been saying, "Lady, you are crazy like bananas and your dog eats monkey poop."