UNFAITHFUL WIFE: We’re spending three weeks house-sitting in Spain. This is our first foray into house-sitting. Well, second. We watched an apartment in Barcelona for a weekend just before coming here,to this tiny village in southern Spain.
We were nervous. This house sit was not just a house. It’s a few vacation rentals that need to be looked after, including receiving guests. The owner had emailed us asking if we could get there a few days early to help set up up a pool. This was beginning to sound like a scam to our traveling ears. We’d been on the road for months, and almost every person who had been kind to us had been trying to sell something. Were these people just looking for free labor? Our scam radar was binging.
We were skeptical when we showed up and met the older Welsh couple who own the place. They welcomed us with open arms. We were given tea and homemade soup and conversation. Honest to goodness conversation. They empathized with our exhaustion and sent us off to take a nap before dinner. Home-cooked dinner. In their house. We talked about our travels. We listened to tales of their travels. We made plans for the next day, and we went to bed.
It sounds so simple – food, conversation, sleep – but by the end of the night we were almost in tears. Tears of joy and relief. We looked at each other and realized this is exactly what we had needed. It wasn’t a scam. Nobody was trying to take advantage of us. For tonight all someone wanted was to welcome us to their home. To give us rest. They may never know how much that meant to us.