Today, I’m home alone, living in a fairly isolated area in a foreign country faraway from Midwest America. While some people would not survive, I prosper. The wife is gone for a few days and other than the birds and roosters, it is deadly quiet but it sounds like heaven. Words are not necessary. Captions will be brief.
Some people think village life is too crowded and prefer to live in the mountains of Northern Thailand.
Some people find the perfect mountain retreat.
Many people prefer the isolated jungle life.
One of my hidey-holes of life is on an island.
A true hunter-gatherer lives here.
Not everyone needs electricity.
Sidewalks are optional.
Some people do not mind the occasional guest.
And last but not least is somewhere in America. Nice...