Thursday, January 21, 2010

welcome

As soon as you open our front door you're greated by a steep flight of stairs. Movers love them, Ana can't get enough of them, and they're terrific when you have $100 worth of groceries to carry up :)
That's our front door, but our apartment is on the second floor. No one lives in the apartment below, at least not right now. I'm sure it will be filled soon. This place is packed with military peeps.
This is a view from the sidewalk (where Ana complained it was too muddy) looking across the golf course (hole 7 I believe) to our apartments. All the grass turned brown a couple weeks ago when we had that unusual cold spell. It was beautiful when we first got here. Now they have to spray paint the "greens" green...hahaha.