It’s interesting what you get used to.  It’s even more interesting when you realize you’ve gotten used to it.  There are big geckos on the wall here.  Not little two-inch ones like we had in college in Austin, but big five-inch ones.  The bugs they eat are big enough that you can hear them crunching on them.  So, they’re a great thing.  They just sit quietly on the wall and after a while, they just become part of the rooms decoration.  That is, until it dawns on you that you’ve gotten used to them.  Although the one that lives in our pantry still startles me every once in a while, because when you open the door, he darts into the attic through a hole in the ceiling and the movement still catches me by surprise sometimes.  Charlotte has a big one that lives in her closet, so she makes me close her closet at night because she doesn’t like it when the gecko walks around the room in the dark.

The other thing is herds of cows and goats either being herded down the road or just grazing (apparently unattended) by/in the road.  When we first got here, I noticed them all, but now they’re just like the trees or bicyclists on the side of the road.

There are a lot of other things that we’ve gotten used to, but these are two good examples.