|The original kitchen|
|Wall of tiles|
Fortunately, on the eight day, God created DeWalt. This little "extension of every renovating average Joe's masculinity" comes rather handy in projects such as this particular one. Oh and by the way, at this point both the baby and Urho were transferred to a safer and more environmentally safe place.
After three hours of continuous swearing, sweating and loud neighbor distracting noise, the tiles were gone, and all what was left was an empty wall, with some rough interesting details.
|No more tiles|
|Some unidentified red items - anyone?|