Pretty standard, except that...
The doors aren't all regular, some open from one open space to another which is quite funky. There's many many windows, for the many many flies to fly in along with plenty of daylight - it's a bit of a problem, but we're going to try something.
The toilet has a wall planner to one side, to help make the best use of time and reflection while ruling the throne. The bathroom has both a shower and a bath - gucci! The garden, or gardens front and back, are decent size.
The front garden has two trees and a hammock in between for restful times between surf.
The back garden is quite big and will hopefully be able to accomodate a few bbqs over the summer. The garage and shed are accessory but add space for rubbish - literally.
Last but not least, the lounge. There's a tribute frame, in which famous faces are displayed.
Gandhi, the first tributee.
My room is quite basic, I'm living it up on a mattress on the floor. There's a broom cupboard, full of stuff of no regular use, which I'm managed to accumulate in just 6 weeks in EnZed.
The house, paradoxically, is empty of furniture and Nicky, one of my more emthusiastic and proactive housemates, has been scouring the local trading website for all forms of chairs, tables, washing machines (broken and working), fridges, to wonderful effect: While the lounge remains a rather Asiatic low level affair, the rest of the house is really filling out.
So overall, it's quite relaxing to be out of the hostel and into a slightly more private living area. It is also closer to the centre of town and some other running locations. The sea, you can hear but not smell - just about the right combo.
I almost forgot, there's a tap and a fence to wash and hang up wetsuits.
It's got everything!
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