Summer in Italy

We left Mision de los Arcos yesterday and moved several miles away to the house Steve and Mark rented for the month of August in Bahia Chahue, a supposedly semi-developed bay. In reality, there is very little development here. Bulldozers sit idly by only 400 yards across the inlet. Our house is a beautiful creation, with enormous glass doors making up entire walls, which open up entirely to the pool area. It is one of three on this street that look fully constructed. All the other houses and empty lots are in various states of development. It's an odd site driving up this street.

Once the glass doors are open, there is virtually no walls separating the living room from the pool and bay. This house screams for a party. There is a kids pool which flows into the main pool which flows down (when filled) to the area below the house, almost to the saltwater inlet. There are enough lounge chairs for everyone to sit and enjoy the view of the pool and inlet (ignore those bulldozers and the dusty lot across the water channel). I think there are four floors of this house. The top floor, is a covered terrace with a barbeque overlooking the water. Below that are two main bedrooms, large and grand, each with their own gorgeous tile and glass semi-enclosed showers and full balconies, again with lounge chairs. The floors are a polished, dark brown marble? The pool area has four round blue tile stools at one end where a covered bar sits waiting for someone to serve margaritas and tacos to anyone swimming. I've always loved the notion of being able to open up an entire glass wall to the outside. In varous architecture magazines, they refer to it as something like bringing the outdoors in.

• For dinner last night, Ella and I shared a platter of various seafood which included octopus, breaded fish, garlic butter fish, lobster, shrimp, and snails.

• A lizard moved its way across the living room wall last night as mark and I tried to figure out Mexican tv channels.

•Huatulco is so much more green (as in jungle) than Mark and I ever imagined. It reminds me of Ecuador.


		Sunday, August 2
	We left Mision de los Arcos yesterday and moved several miles away to the house Steve and Mark rented for the month of August in Bahia Chahue, a supposedly semi-developed bay. In reality, there is very little development here. Bulldozers sit idly by only 400 yards across the inlet. Our house is a beautiful creation, with enormous glass doors making up entire walls, which open up entirely to the pool area. It is one of three on this street that look fully constructed. All the other houses and empty lots are in various states of development. It's an odd site driving up this street. Once the glass doors are open, there is virtually no walls separating the living room from the pool and bay. This house screams for a party. There is a kids pool which flows into the main pool which flows down (when filled) to the area below the house, almost to the saltwater inlet. There are enough lounge chairs for everyone to sit and enjoy the view of the pool and inlet (ignore those bulldozers and the dusty lot across the water channel). I think there are four floors of this house. The top floor, is a covered terrace with a barbeque overlooking the water. Below that are two main bedrooms, large and grand, each with their own gorgeous tile and glass semi-enclosed showers and full balconies, again with lounge chairs. The floors are a polished, dark brown marble? The pool area has four round blue tile stools at one end where a covered bar sits waiting for someone to serve margaritas and tacos to anyone swimming. I've always loved the notion of being able to open up an entire glass wall to the outside. In varous architecture magazines, they refer to it as something like bringing the outdoors in. • For dinner last night, Ella and I shared a platter of various seafood which included octopus, breaded fish, garlic butter fish, lobster, shrimp, and snails. • A lizard moved its way across the living room wall last night as mark and I tried to figure out Mexican tv channels. •Huatulco is so much more green (as in jungle) than Mark and I ever imagined. It reminds me of Ecuador.