21-VI-2003.

Ate what we bought last evening, fed some bread to the turtles in the lake. Too bad the Agfa was somewhere, probably locked in the car. Drove to the rental office, made some kind of a scene which didn't shake anyone's self-confidence (they don't really care, they just work there). Unloaded the truck, then I drove it to Cho's, refilled the tank (and almost scratched the roof, by a few millimeters - funny to have the roof so low, for a guy who runs a U-haul franchise), got the account settled (this extra day cost me extra 20$, plus 70$ for the motel - a beginning of a beautiful disgust), walked home.

But the place was nice, we had a forest just a couple of meters from the terrace, the beach was really close, a kilometer's walk, and we were on the coast. I don't think we went for a swim the same day, but surely did the next.

I noticed that the phone line, which I ordered from Verizon online a week ago, wasn't hooked up. Took me two hours altogether to get my driver's license and passport scanned and faxed to them, and generally to talk with various dumb human terminals at Verizon to finally have a new order through. The original order was registered but discarded.

At least the parking is nice, and the pines are tall. This time they do make decent shade, and the light breeze from the ocean means something, well, often. It's still quite muggy, but not so much, so close to the water. And there's water all around - there's some sleeve of the lake just behind that last terrace, and the lake itself is two buildings to the left; there's another one, roughly the same distance behind me (both distances relative to the upper photo).

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