I've never lived where there are a hundred dead giant, winged bugs outside the bedroom door in the morning.
I've never lived where the termites fly through once a year and shed their gossamer wings under the hall lamp.
I've never lived where the crabs fall into the swimming pool and wander through the yard on their annual trip to the ocean.
I've never lived where the doctor charges only $200 pesos, or about $15, for a visit.
I've never lived where my neighbor raises fighting cocks.
I've never lived where I had a maid. And a gardener. And a pool guy.
I've never lived where I had a friend who lived in the recycling center.
I've never lived with a frog living in the front entryway.
I've never lived where you can pick mangos off the ground.
I've never lived with a tarantula in the bathroom. Make that, two tarantulas.
I've never lived where you can't get mail delivered to the house.
I've never lived where an iguana showed up in the house.
I've never lived where you had to put impermeablezante on the roof.
I've never lived under a palapa.
I've never lived where there's a goat munching on the weeds and tied to the fence where I park my car.
I've never lived where a small family frequently walks by the house playing music and asking donations for their efforts.
Until now.
And, I like it.