reading Architecture Digest finally pays off, bridging the xenophobic divide

The houses here are made of anything: cement and seashells, galvanized tin walls like on my grandmother´s roof, odd-shaped brick, stucco, black lava rocks. Rarely wood because the climate´s roo harsh.

The design is sparse and modern and everything is purposefully overdramatically tall and high even when there´s no possible reason for it.

And the materials are local, obviously, and the architecture nearly, but not quite, Scandinavian.

The perfect description, one that has rung true with locals and foreigners alike in my conversations to the point that they laughed out loud, is this:

Shaker on crack.

betholindo at 11:46 a.m.

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