David and I spent a good 6 hours scrubbing down the walls, floor, window and dressor.  The dirt was unbelievable.  We scrubbed every inch and had the cleanest room by far.  Set up our cots and a clothesline.  All room were on the second floor.  Below us were an art studio and an old fashioned candy store (Narum, owners from Minneapolis).  When we mopped the big room the water leaked into the store - actually areas of the floor that were rotted away.  There were missing screens and about 5 billion mosquitos.  Scouted around and managed to break into the office where we found card tables and chairs that we moved to the big room.  The shower was beautiful, hot water!!!  It also had a sunken Japanese bath, no one used it.

From a letter:  The hotel seems just like home, since we are the only one here and no one seems to own it we can do as we like.  We have all sorts of signs on the walls with sin as the key idea. e.g. - Sin now, pray later.  There is a corner with mattresses on the floor and its called our "sin-corner".  We've got a red light there to give it the right atmosphere.

The Door  Or rather, lack of one.  There was a pack of dogs that loved to come up to sus us out.  So I used a couple refrigerator shelves and horseshoe nails to create a mini-gate at the bottom of the stairs that seemed to do the job. But one dog, Chasity, kept barking in its discontent.

Darts  Jas brought a dart board to everyone's delight.  We got up many a game.  Mike Coyle and Bailey were the best.  Hoffsis, Morton and I played quiet a lot at the same level.  Sean and Downes were rank amateurs and Blado was too busy to play.  Mrs. Hasegawa loaded him down and he took it all so seriously.  He had to teach medieval history and knew nothing about it.  I played against Diane once in awhile.  Moody dropped in a few times and he really had an eye.