The one-year anniversary of our move into our little Lexington townhouse is fast approaching, and we’ve focused on making the place our own.
On a steep hill overlooking the Old Bazaar stands the beautifully restored Mustafa Pasha Mosque.
When our artist friend Lisa in Ecuador checked in on our “Spring Fling” camping trip across the South, and learned that one of our destinations was Natchez, Mississippi, she got excited. Why? Because she has a connection.
After a week of washing dishes in the bathroom sink, mowing through a huge stack of paper plates, and descending into the dark abyss of TV dinners, our new kitchen sink and marble countertop have finally been installed.
I know that when I say “Basecamp” you’re probably envisioning us lounging in some exotic locale, “glamping” on a romantic African safari. Ahhh, wouldn’t that be nice. Alas, no … at least, not yet.
After replacing the 4 foot, industrial-strength, fluorescent shop light in our kitchen with an elegant chandelier, we discovered that in order to clearly see what we were chopping, mixing, or preparing would require more light.
A warm, cozy studio apartment in Athens was our home one year ago today. And on this day, Athens’ revelers slumbered in preparation for the parties and fireworks that ended 2011.