In a town without addresses you have to use landmarks to explain where you live. When directing people to my old place I used to tell them to turn left after Save the Children on the road to MSF, “I live opposite a construction site, and my gate is the pink one between a pile of dirt and a pile of garbage”.
I recently moved and today a friend picked me up to go to our guitar lesson. He called me when he was outside to confirm that he was in the right place.
“Is your gate the one before the big puddle?”
Yes, that’s my new home. It’s the black gate before the big puddle. I guess that’s my new address.