We interrupt the scheduled programming for a brief update:
They finished at 5:00, we finished at 6:00, said our good-byes and went off to sign the papers; keys were exchanged for money and we were done!
Friday, we picked up the girl dogs, hauled the last bit to our rental house and headed to Spain.
We did the required bit of shopping in Andorra: pimientos, sherry, olive oil, tins of anchovies… and other assorted Spanish foods that we can't get in France.
Ha! You thought shopping in Andorra meant jewelry and leather coats, didn't you? How little you know me!
We spent a peaceful 3 days in the mountains; the weather was glorious.
The good news was that one of the local hunters dropped off a haunch of, freshly killed, wild boar for dinner.
One never knows what the green garbage bag will hold when the locals come calling. On our last trip it was half of a deer….
And now, here we are living in Dracula's house.
How do we know it's the summer residence of Vlad the Impaler?
Simple: it's full of flies for his trusty henchman…
Not for admiring oneself whilst brushing teeth in the morning; not for shaving nor putting on makeup.
We'll be here awhile. The closing for the house we're buying has been delayed because in August (when no one works) the documents didn't get sent to the Powers That Be for approval.
But we were able to move our stuff in. So, yesterday, we watched as the moving van and trailer backed a mile or so down the hill and around the corners on a very narrow country road to deliver it. It all got piled up in the barn (we can't officially 'be' there yet) so they were happy – done in 3 hours.
Now I need to find a mirror, a knife and some pans to cook with, and some warm clothes. Vlad's house is about 10 degrees colder inside than outside…. And we only have wood to heat with.
As to internet access…. I'm writing this offline and I'll upload it from the estate agent's office. I get to borrow their internet a few minutes each, er, most, days.
We now return to previously scheduled broadcast….