Treehouse Saturday

Saturday, a group of the teachers was invited to view a treehouse up in the forest. I had been sick with a version of the same stuff I get in any country where I teach (S. Korea crud, Kuwait crud, China crud, Cambodia crud.) I almost declined, but I'm so glad I didn't. We met the builder, Linx, a young man from Quebec and then took off into an area in a valley after one goes over the mountains. There was lushness surrounding us as we drove over La Trucha in cars to the starting point. We trekked through some pretty steep hills and dales, carrying picnic lunches, several young children, and our anticipation. When we arrived, the platform treehouse was so in sync with the forest we didn't see it at first. The one we climbed into is about 60 ft. from the ground, built onto a strangler tree, without nails of any kind. You can climb a ladder into the house or use the elevator/swing. The tree and the treehouse are living creations. I'll let the pictures speak for themselves.