Living in a country where umbrellas are for shade and people sing while they work.
I have a farm in Africa, at the foothills of Mount Erskin in the North of Kamberg Valley. The farm has developed and morphed into different things over the past few decades. It started off as a post office and cattle thief jail. Afterwards it was a home of the Barnes family for a few decades until the land was portioned off and sold to different buyers. Further on it was bought and developed as a local restaurant until it was sold again to a famous architect Gerhard LeRoux wh