Happiness is Finding a Place to Lay Your Head

J is home early. His trip was great and he found us a new apartment in the city of our destination. It's smack-dab in the heart of the city, right next to the bazaar, and is perfect for our family. We'll be surrounded by people, which is what we wanted. From what we can see our landlords are good, honest men and we feel that we'll be very safe with them. Funnily enough, we'll actually be living on a floor of one of the hotels that they own. Our landlords are brothers, and they also live in the same hotel, on different floors.

Because it's in a hotel, our home probably won't experience the kinds of power outages that ordinary homes here do--or at least not for long periods of time--because it runs on a generator. Another plus is that it will have huge supplies of water. Of course, a potential downside is that during tourist season, our home will be on the noisy side (people get drunk in any language...). But we'll gladly accept that as a trade-off. We're city people, so it's all good.

The Lord has been sweet to us.