Picture of the toilet. Jealous?
Stairway to the unfinished second floor and, eventually, the roof
This is my bedroom window from the back corridor.
The shower. I took a picture of the ceiling because it's domed like a real Hamam.
Ok, that's pretty much all of the house pictures. I have a couple more, but now you've seen almost everything, so stop complaining.
Good luck on your passport, Kate!!
Good luck on your passport, Kate!!
2 comments:
So, isn't anyone else concerned by the crematorium door in Bob's shower?! Or, wait, is that where you bake your bread?
I love the fact that he cannot actully go to the bathroom (on the floor) and the shut the door without kissing his kneecaps. I love floor toilets when are we getting them here? If you accidently fall in the toilet, how far into the ground do you fall? Is it all the way to a magically new world that has built it's existence around floor toilets. Finally in the next care package to you, someone needs to send some paint, brushes, spackle and Bob Vila.
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