Thanks to the termites that have been chomping on our house for the last twenty years, we had to tent the house which means leaving for a night while the gas does its work.
Mark and I went to Turtle Bay -- this is the view from our window -- and Ian set up camp in the yard -- with tent, cable tv, cooler full of food, and Vinne by his side, setting the alarm on this phone to make sure that he walked around the perimeter every 45 minutes.
I don't recall having a house tented on the mainland, but here, at least, it's an excuse to be a tourist.
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