Well, we’re up and running.

But in order to do so – to have the type of Internet we take for granted back home: fast enough to stream Netflix with no, gasp!, buffering – we had to have a 20-foot tower erected on the top of our house.


The communications tower for our interstellar mission, J. says.

I just hope it doesn’t knock our resale value into the ground, I respond.

To which he says, It’s the north, honey. People do crazy s*&t up here.

We’ll see (not that I’m not loving the thought of back-to-back episodes of Star Trek: Next Gen).

Here’s the photographic evidence. Let me know what you think.