We are staying in a house named El Rinconcito. El Rincon means the corner and cito in a dimunitive suffix, so El Rinconcito means "my little corner." If you were to see it, this might confuse you because it is not on a corner and never has been on a corner. I believe it is meant in the sense of "my little quiet corner of the world."
Across Espiritu Aranda from El Rinconcito, there are some houses being constructed. I wish that my friend Verl Strong, preacher/bricklayer, could see. The houses are being framed by concrete columns reinforced with rebar. There are PVC conduits down them I believe for plumbing, electricity, etc. The walls themselves are made entirely from bricks that look to be six inches by six inched square. The builders have been making good progress since we've been here. I imagine they are taking advantage of the relatively cool weather.
The roofs are make of clay tile. Each tile is about 45 degrees out of a cylinder. They are laid over a wooden roof in columns which alternate curved side up and curved side down and are cemented down.
I say all of this because El Rinconcito shares the same construction. With thick walls, El Rinconcito is a quiet, little corner.
Most yards are surrounded by thick brick walls as well. Some of the walls are topped with concertina wire and come topped with electric, but these are mainly the very, very fancy homes. At El Rinconcito, only vines grace the walls. The yard at El Rinconcito has a number of palms. There are at least two, depending upon how you count them. There are a pair that come out in a V and there is another that stands alone, and in addition there are a couple of smaller ones. There is also a passion-fruit tree, and we've drank juice made from the fruit, though it is now out of season.