Yesterday at 4:00 it started pouring rain and it didn’t let up until 3:00 today. You wouldn’t believe how hard it rained. There are two ways to get to the breakfast area: one is an open walk down a flight of stairs and the other is a covered walkway and covered stairwell. This morning it was raining so hard we decided to take the covered route. There was so much rain that the stairwell resembled a fountain with water cascading down the stairs ending in a lovely pool which we managed to jump over. What a mess.

Earlier, Ron went to exercise before breakfast and reported that thee was an inch of water on the floor of the exercise room. Needless to say, he skipped out on exercising.

Due to the rain, our mattresses couldn’t be delivered today, meaning we can’t move yet. I finally went out at 3:00 to get a few more things for the house-door mats, rugs to wipe your feet on when entering the house and a clothes hamper.

Veena said we could move in whenever we are ready. The workman still need to put a sealant on the bedroom window that leaks but it needs to be completely dry to do that so we will move in and have them seal the window after the fact. I was glad to know that there wasn’t anymore major work that had to be done that would prevent us from moving in.

There is light at the end of this tunnel!!! I am enthusiastic that we will get to move in tomorrow or the next day for sure. Tomorrow I will do the kitchen shopping which should be a trip, not knowing any brands here. There is a store here that reminds me of Fred Meyer where you can buy house wares and groceries. That is a rarity here, folks. We have so much convenience stateside that we forget it isn’t like that everywhere. The produce I have seen in the grocery stores is bad but today I found a good fresh market near the hotel. There is a fresh market at the end of our lane and I am hopeful it will be as good as the one I found today.
I had a coffee in the lobby this morning and watched workmen working on sanding the wood floors with a floor sander, both men were barefoot! Oy! One of my favorite sights is laborers in hard hats and flip flops.