Holland House

The "Holland" house where I am staying is in a northern suburb near the beach. The house is large, about 6 bedrooms, a pool, and a separate two room/1 bath guest quarter when I am staying. It has a very nice bathroom, bedroom, enormous closet, and a separate living room with a television and fridge. It is on the opposite side of the house from the rest of the family and there are small courtyards all over the property.

The house is owned by Trish and Martin Lentz. The rent the extra wing of their house to lodgers for extra income. It is called Holland House because Trish is from Holland. They have two sons who also live here.

There is a golf course across the street, and a few blocks away is the beach and the Indian Ocean. From the roof you can see the water.

I gave Trish the booze I brought from Santa Barbara. She seemed delighted, especially at the scotch. I met the dog and the cat and got a tour of the property.

After a while her two sons came home. One is 19, the other 21. They are tall lanky boys who seem very nice. Martin came home around 6 pm and then I joined the family for dinner. Trish cooked up Salisbury steaks for dinner. The boys have a permanent dinner guest, a friend of theirs who is 19 and comes from a screwed up family who can't ever seem to manage to put a dinner together. Trish told me that about 5 years ago he was tired of being hungry all the time and discovered that he could join the Lentz's for dinner. He has been there every evening since then.

Martin, Trish, and I settled in the living room for a drink after dinner. Martin gave me a lesson the poisonous critters. I don't remember much because the local Perth ale has a LOT of alcohol in it and I was very tired. Something about all snakes are poisonous, and how deadly some off the spiders that I will encounter are. Plus scorpions. I passed out around 8, I think.