This is where we spent most of our time during the day. The floor is about three feet off the ground and the structure is open on three sides. The roof is all hand woven. We actually slept here the first night but moved into the main house after that.

Here are some of the grandkids and their cousins playing in the sand that was dumped just for the occasion. That's the main house in the foreground.

The kids still playing as my wife's older brother approaches. That's pretty typical garb around the village.

This is my youngest grandson Dominic. This shows the detail in the construction of the roof for the pavilion.

As you can see as I take this picture, the fan is never far away! They had to always keep one pointed on "the white boy" as my wife so affectionately calls me! :-)

Here's a better view of the main house. That area to the right in cinder block with the big opening is the kitchen. What you don't see is the bathroom that my wife ordered (and I paid for) before we got there. Their normal plumbing fixture for uhhhhh "waste disposal" is at ground level. We weren't going to do that. So we had western plumbing put in including a shower. It was cold water but as hot as it was there that usually felt pretty good. It was pretty amazing to see how well the kids managed to get along and play together despite the language barrier.

Just a few yards away from the pavillion was a large lake that was used by the local farmers for irrigation. But, as you can see, it also doubled as "the ole swimmin' hole." They all spent a coulple hours a day having a blast doing this.

My granddaughter Kiana is obviously enjoying it!

Is that a great diving board or what?!

My brother-in-law didn't have the camera pointed low enough or you would see that I had dug a cup into the dirt and was lining up a putt. I actually made a couple of ten-footers bouncing off of pebbles!