It took well over a year from planning to move in. It was worth the effort. Bic drove the project by instinct and the result was excellent.
With demolition of the old buildings on site finished, we were ready to sink the 35 pilings.
Nearly ready for the flowable fill
This boat brought the flow-able fill. They pumped it through a pipe from the canal to the site.
Filling the foundation with the sand/water slurry
This climate doesn't allow wood frame construction. Our insulation consists, then, of the air within and between the bricks in our walls.
We added a separate building as a summer kitchen to keep the heat out of the house.
Welding the support structure for the garage door
This girl carried most of the bricks for our house and not one at a time.
Bic and our friend Tuan. He was the architect for our new house.
He was repairing a scaffold.
Concrete Comes From Heaven
Bic's sister, Thuy and her son in front of our house during construction
Here you see Bicky schooling the electrician.
Each intersection of rebar had been carefully wired together before the 2nd floor concrete could be poured.
Pouring the stairway
Bringing the Heat
This is little Chainsaw. She showed up one day and never left. The foreman adopted her.
Our foreman, Hung, in conversation with one of the workers
Reflection in the granite slab that was to be applied to our front façade.
Another Friday afternoon party on our front porch featuring flammable wine
Chainsaw didn't want to let go.
Bic and Thao talking about the progress
Our bedroom wall was finally done.
I was testing the shower.
Choosing a toilet would seem like no big deal, but when we saw the Toto Washlet at the showroom in Saigon, we were sold on it.
Our bedroom was finally ready.
The design on the living-room wall echoes that of our bedroom.
Now there is a large tree in the front yard. We also installed moveable, outdoor shades.