Out the guesthouse window

Notice the razor wire atop the solid steel gates. There was also a guard, who stood out there all day long (in a dark uniform, in the heat, always smiling). When the guard went off duty, the gates were closed. If a vehicle needed someone to enter, they beeped the horn til someone inside opened the gates.
Just inside the gate, there was a little room, where it appeared someone would sleep there through the night, protecting the gate.
The guest house is on a tiny side street, alley, about a block or so from the main street.