The house is a lot closer to Doli than I expected. A little more than 5 minutes and we were there
. While we were at the lodge men were putting up a fence to give us some privacy, which is fantastic because apparently in the absence of cable television we are the most interesting show in town. The workers also built us a separate shower area from where we potty which is nice of course. By Bayanga standards our house is very nice. There are 3 bedrooms, 1 large master, and 2 smaller ones, a large living/dining area, a separate small building for kitchen/pantry. The floors are mostly concrete although much of it is broken up, the roof is thatched bamboo and looks like it will keep most of the rain out.
We ordered furniture and it was supposed to be ready the day we moved in. We are having a carpenter make a table, 4 chairs, a bed for Aanae, a bed for us, a desk for Lesley and a small table and chairs for Aanae and Evan. Well apparently since the logging company shut down there isn't as much wood to go around so no furniture for a while.
As it turns out our next door neighbor is the local dance bar. There is a small collective of businesses that run a generator and some electricity for about 4 hours per night. Lucky for us one of those businesses is a bar that plays loud music nearly every night. The walls here are practically non-existent so you can hear everything that your neighbors are doing so it is not exactly quiet here at night. Oh well.
At breakfast Edward, one of the employees a Doli Lodge, asked us what time we were planning on vacating our room. We said we needed to arrange a truck because we had so much stuff and that we thought we could be out sometime that afternoon. To which he replied well how about now, right now. It seemed that they had 12 tourists inbound by airplane and they would need our room immediately. So I started the mad packing while Lesley ran to the village to get some help transporting all of our stuff. She returned a short while later with a small army. The Bayanga version of 2 men and a truck are men with large carts pushed by hand. With 3 of these we were on our way in no time at all. Judith our nanny carried Evan and Tati who cooks our meals and helps with other domestic activities carried Aanae.