Good neighbors

OK, now it's 5:40AM. The people across the street are already up, revving the engines in their trucks and are standing around outside talking to each other very loudly. Of course this doesn't bother me since I'm ALREADY AWAKE. BTW, I'm the talk of the neighborhood. You see Americans and other westerners in the cities every now and then, but never out here in the countryside. I'm not sure if that makes me a freak, or a curiosity...or both. Fortunately everybody's friendly. Lots of waves and shouts of "hello!"