Thursday, April 14, 2011
The Tower
My landlord is a Swiss named Billy. He designed and built the castle. When I first met him, he walked through the castle with me and showed me the spiral stairs that lead up to my floor from the tower. He explained that there is no rail and no center because he wanted to achieve a symmetric aesthetic, like a caracol. I can dig it. He also said, "Don't worry about falling - just keep to the sides."
Before Belly the Swiss got around to installing lights in the tower, it was pretty iffy at night and I had to stick to the walls.
Now the castle is illuminated and I get to enjoy the aesthetics.
Labels:
Arty-Farty Nonsense,
Home-Sweet-Home,
Mexico,
the Castle
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