"So you're living in a fantasy land of ponies, children, and free fruit?"

My sister asked me this last night after I told her that we had just purchased a big bag of fruit from an arabber who came down our street, and that someone was giving out as many free watermelons as you could carry from a truck just around the corner (I MISSED it, but every child on my street was eating watermelon last night).

So yeah, ponies, children, free fruit. And so much to see. These are photos of North Avenue right around the corner:

And here are a few photos of our unbelievable house.

Chris has a bike shop in the basement.

We have dining room for the first time (not that we have any furniture for it).

Stairs. Everything seems so distant. In our last apartment, the coffee pot was about 10 feet from my bed, now it's ALL THE WAY DOWNSTAIRS.

We have a microwave now! The foil-covered plate on the stove is bbq chicken that one of our neighbors gave us the night we moved in.

Here's the living room with bike nook.

I pulled something in my back during the move, so when we were done I lay on the living room floor and looked out the windows.

Fantasy land.