their bikes. They can go and go and still be within sight of home. Isaac
is a great rider and just today learned how to do one hand. Way cool.
Daniel just learned this month, so he's still shakey; it's not helped by
his very rickety bike breaking down somehow every day. Peter generally
walks the trike back and forth, or screams for Daniel to push him.
There are very few people around - it's a dump ;-) so I can stand at the
gate and watch. Peter is such stinker and lately he's been escaping
when Dixie, our small dog, jumps up and opens the gate, but we can, and do,
bolt it.
The white building you see in the center is Isaac's school. The long
brown pipe is the un-processed natural gas that we have in Windy City, set up by the Soviets
long ago and still functioning, amazingly. We pay 400 rupees a month, about 8
dollars, to use it; great deal, eh? Also, you can see the four
apartment blocks also set up by the Soviets, almost the only ones in the
whole country, still standing, still used by some very wealthy families
who have government jobs.
