After about 30 hours of travel, Katrine arrived at six in the morning, weary eyed and dead-dog tired. When I left for work she was sleeping peacefully.
She was so tired, she probably hasn't noticed the noise yet. There four constructions sights within two blocks of our house, and in the daylight hours we are surround by the grating sound of Yoni Patish (our translation of jack hammer). Rrrrrrrrr.
Two of the construction sites are renovations of old mansions, and a third is a new small apartment building. The last of these construction sites is a mystery building in the centre of a big traffic circle. What could it be? Felafel stand? Florist? Convenience store?
I am hoping an praying it turns out to be a drive through Tim Hortons. Rrrrrrrr.
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