Back to the Bleach...

Just when we though it was safe to go back in the water! We found out that our missing deluxe washing machine was actually stolen while the house was empty, we had the same tire go flat three times (and changed by an irate Mark) in our new "used" car, the dishwasher and electric stove seem to have computing problems because they don't work and trying to get our US funds transferred to the Bahamas is proving more difficult than landing a man on the moon. That was earlier today. The good news is we now have a brand new tire courtesy of the seller (and several Mark tantrums), we got some contact names to get the appliances fixed (a real step forward I can tell you), a possible work-around to keep us solvent and Emmy had yet another great day at school. So it's back to the bleach as far as we are concerned in trying to scrub this house in to a habitable paradise - no mean feat I can tell you.

One more thing... we are discovering that a problem we were told existed in the Bahamas before we moved, and one that we actually scoffed at, is really true. How can there possibly be traffic on an island that is only 29 miles long? I mean we are from DC, the traffic capital of the world - but trust us, this traffic would put the beltway to shame. At least on the beltway you don't have to deal with two foot deep potholes, stray dogs running in front of you, rasta music blasting out of every 2nd car or people treating the road like one big bumper-car ride. But then again, on the beltway you would never have people letting you in on every turn or lane change with a friendly "beep-beep" either - plus it's not 80 degrees in DC right now :-)