We made arrangements to house sit in Murcia, Spain for two months. We thought, originally, that the house was in the city of Murcia, as the ad sort of implied, but turns out it’s a long way from the city, and a long way from the beach, and in the middle of an English colony in the middle of nowhere. Other than the people in the “club house” who serve the drinks and food, we’re the only people for miles who can speak Spanish. Rather depressing, really. Our “landlady,” for example, has lived here for six years and the only Spanish she can speak is “gracias” very badly pronounced.
So, we pass the time by surfing the internet, and sometimes driving into the nearby beach towns, which are also primarily English and specialize in views spoiled by haphazard development and shitty food. Actually, we haven’t been on the internet much because she forgot to pay the bill before she left and so the internet was cut off until I could get her to transfer in a payment…under threat of leaving and deserting her four ill mannered dogs which we stupidly agreed to babysit. But, that’s another story.
Also, the house we’re in was poorly constructed in the first place, and has never been maintained since she moved in. I could do a lot of minor repairs around here to pass the time, but she has no tools at all (Who the fuck can not have any tools in her house?) and I’m not about to go buy any. One of the doors wouldn’t stay closed unless you locked it, because the jam plate was mounted half a centimeter off. I fixed that with my multi tool, dulling my nice camping knife to mortise out the new spot for the plate. Better than locking the damn door every time I wanted to just keep the flies out.
So, it will all be over in early July, at which time we go back again to our homeless state in the States, which sort of necessitates us spending time in either Council Bluffs with my mom or Vegas, just to have a place to sleep. I suppose we’re going to have to buy a place there soon, just to have a place to rest and play poker.
We’re thinking of trying another house sitting gig, though, wherever we can get a longer stay in some place actually interesting. Ireland and England are on the list. Maybe Australia, too. But they’re all so damn expensive. Bali in September sounds inviting. We’ll discuss it. We need to get over there again because we missed so much the last time. Only did Thailand and Vietnam and Australia, and want to see the rest of SE Asia, and China, Japan and Korea, too.
But we do love Europe and have spent so much time here over the years that it does seem most like home. We think of perhaps a town house in Sevilla, if we could afford it. I like the idea of splitting time, and maybe one there and one in Asia somewhere, and rent them both in the meantime. I could use some advice.