First of all, thanks for your kind comments expressing support for my waffling ways. Someday we’ll buy a house, but not yet. I think. Anyway I’m pretty tired of thinking about the whole thing, and now Japan is melting down and the whole world is collapsing. That’s really too heavy for a Monday, so let me just say that I’ve developed an unhealthy relationship with vacation fantasies to cope with all this crap. Where could I run away to? I did consider the circus, but I think I’ve found something much more interesting (and far less painful). Check out Giraffe Manor. You can run away with me.
I realize it kind of looks like I’m fantasizing about moving into Jumanji with Robin Williams and that would be 50 kinds of freaky, but this 1930′s lodge in Nairobi is for real.
How awesome is this??? It makes me want to jump up and down and start squealing like a pig in heat.
Ike would go bonkers for this shit. Or maybe he would run away screaming… I give him 50/50 odds of having a good time, but this fantasy is really all about me.
Did I mention that the house is pretty amazing, too? It was built in the style of a Scottish hunting lodge. In Kenya.
That kind of sets off my anti imperialist alarm bells, but I’m ignoring them because I want to pet a giraffe from my window like all the other white ladies… no wait, I want a pet giraffe. Do they make tiny giraffes?
I think this Sharon Montrose print from 20×200 is pretty much the only way I’m going to turn fantasy into reality right now. Meanwhile, I’m starting a vacation fund. I’m sure Giraffe Manor is very inexpensive.
Who needs a new house, anyway?
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I’ve seen that place posted about before but never as cleverly as you have done. You are a funny white lady!!!
No way Jose. When I go on vacation I don’t want to worry about a large animal drinking my daiquiri.
Oh, and I think true love (house love) happens when you least expect it. So keep on keeping on, and it will happen.
PS- how was your weekend?
xo
The minute you find a pygmy giraffe, please let me know. I’ll totally go halvsies with you.
I heard they get butterbread for breakfast which makes them show up like, exactly when breakfast is served. Lovely. Can you see those two eyeballing out their eyes most likely wondering wheter or not their long tongue will reach that tulip table decor
I join rebecca on the pygmy giraffee. WANT! Never again get the chair to fetch that can of tea at the very back and very top of the kitchen…
Girlfriend,
I’ve been fantasizing about this place for a looooong neck…er, I mean time
This sounds like a perfect place to escape shifting tectonic plates and OD on high tea.
We should go sometime. Oh, and I die for the Montrose print.
Cheers, Alcira
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we have just been through the same house hell you guys have and came to the same “not now” conclusion. it’ll happen when it happens and it’s fun to think of what ifs anyhoo. once you actually choose a house and move and fix it – then what? I like going to endless open houses and redoing in my mind old ranches, but then I get really sleepy. good luck and don’t give up, you’ll know when to let the right one in.
How did I miss out on this place? Sounds like y’all booked your trips years ago!
Weird…a few months ago I watched this movie. It was filmed at this house. http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0203540/. I totes recognized the exterior and the photo of the stairwell…stupid movie.
This getaway was featured in an episode of PBS ‘Nature’ back in ’06. I remember watching and thinking, “I want, I want!” Check out a vid clip from the show:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=QxE_XZOLyrg
Just came across your blog and I love your taste! Your commentary is hilarious. I had the same squealing urge when I saw the giraffes in the dining room. Will definitely be following your blog from now on!
Awww, thank you!