And in another, there is a more gritty reality:
I could tell you that a couple of hundred metres away on the tarmac road there is a lebanese bakery and a supermarket; a bit further up the road there is an Italian restaurant; and that about a kilometre in the other direction is a patisserie. All these things would be true, but somehow, I think the impression that gives would be misleading. It doesn't really feel like rich and poor, North and South; the chaotic mix here is far more exotic than that.
Tonight we have had a plumber here, to try to sort out the problem of our lack of water. However, it seems the problem is not in the house - the pipes are not buried very deep and it seems that it has been cut and turned into an impromptu stand-pipe somewhere further up the road.