And the march of breathtaking photography goes on unabated.
Let me show you the roof.
Living on the top floor has its advantages. One of which includes the oh-so-enticing hole in the roof of the stairwell, covered by a simple square of weather-worn wood and metal. After wondering what the view was like on the other side of that piece of wood, I decided to stack some furniture (chair, another chair, and a stool) and use those big heavy green iron doors to get up there and take a look. Of course it was the roof, and it was an empty, inviting place with a cool breeze and a great view of the stars. So Steve and I went and bought a bamboo ladder, and it became a choice place for marking papers, reading, and a drink or five at the end of the week.
Steve loved bringing his guitar up there, too. And he plays classical guitar, which he studied in Spain, so there was a great Matadorian spice on the (somewhat) cooling breeze whenever he was up there playing.
And you can also get a great view of the sunset.
Click here (and scroll down) few more roof-dwellin' pics.