To choose, purchase and install a hot tub is easy isn’t it? I can honestly answer that question with a, ‘Hell no!’ For me it has been a lengthy road from beginning to end with many things to consider at every stage.
My first consideration was on style and size. I had imagined something slightly different from the circular or square tubs but large enough to easily accomodate 4 people. Size was important as I found the advertised 7-8 seater tubs may only be suitable for tiny people that like crowds and that’s not us.
Then there was a decision to be made on the type of hot tub. The all electric tubs ‘jacuzzi’ can be very expensive to heat the water and, in our case, would need a separate electrical feed from the main box, which when quoted for, was a small mortgage. However, after a little investigation I was introduced to the wood burning hot tubs (similar to what you may see in Sweden). With the water heated by wood, the only electricity necessary was for lights and jets which have minimal requirements. After installing an extra electric socket to the garden area where the hot tub was to be sited, we were all set.
I eventually found the perfect 8 sided tub with a wood burning stove, LED lights and lots of bubble jets – except it had to come from Estonia. If anyone is looking to start a new business within Spain then wood burning hot tubs would be a good choice!
After several months the hot tub arrived, and with the help of our local builder Miguel, was carefully located in the rear garden of the cave on top of the concrete base that had previously been prepared.
This is when my fun started. It was time to design the area around the hot tub and make it somewhere for ourselves and guest to relax and enjoy whether you were in or out of the tub. The design was not the only consideration – there was the practical issues too like how do you get into such a high tub!
The outdoor shower was built and floor tiled, the hot tub base was plastered, steps built, statues purchased, plants planted, gravel spread and blue grass laid. I now know that, at my tender age, my knees and back have lowered their limits of usage than ever before! Slowly it all took shape.
I wanted this particular area to be a continuation of the already established back garden keeping a flow all the way through. I hope I have achieved just that.
I am pleased with the outcome and looking forward to many happy hours sitting in the tub with a glass and a good book or just simply relaxing as I listen to the many birds around us. I cannot wait for guests to try it out too when we open Cueva Limon in April this year. Take a look at other photos we have at http://www.caveholidays.com.
Cave life continues during this weird and daunting time we find ourselves in. As the virus persists to threaten our lives, John and I are finding our happiness in the immediate part of the world we call home. Our cave has been our saviour. It has given us shelter, room to move, repair jobs to do and new ideas to design and build.
I don’t think we will ever be in a position where we can sit back and say, ‘ We are done’. It’s never going to happen but perhaps that’s a good thing…. it keeps us on our toes and certainly keeps us busy. We may have aching backs and bad legs between us but…. we carry on, as you do.
I have several projects ongoing at the moment. One of these projects is the building of a new table with seats within the rear garden area. The actual design of this table has changed 4 times from when I first sketched out a design on my computer. After transferring the design to the garden by placing breeze blocks to give me an idea of size and shape I decided that the first two designs were a little complicated (and that is slightly understated), How about a circular table with a base to match? All sounds good until you ask the local metal man if it’s possible to make a round frame for the table top so we can fit bardos within the frame and then tile. He simply said no – not possible! Plan B… how about 6 sided table top? That was a ‘yes’ so off he went. In the meantime I had a friend build a circular base for me as I really do not want to try cutting breeze blocks with a cutter. I will try most things and have my tools all lined up in the garage but not a large cutter that was needed to cut these bricks. I have my limits!
As of last week we have had the frame delivered and I have placed it on the base to give me an idea of the size. I am so pleased with the overall look – thankfully. Now… what size should the seats be? That appears to be a straightforward question and one that should be easily answered. So why did I find it so hard? Well, firstly the patio area for the table is not level. It runs down in two directions. As the table will be fairly level, (thanks Steve), the seats around the table will be differing heights. Eventually, I decided that after measuring the height of each of the 6 sides and working out the gap that would be needed between the top of the seat and bottom of the table, it became easier.
Ok, I’ve got the height sorted. Now for working out how far from the actual edge of the table the seats should be? They cannot be too close as someone like me would never get in. They cannot be too far away as smaller people would never reach their food or drinks! It was a few days of measuring and moving blocks about before I decided on what I think will be a good compromise and I’m sticking to it. Anyone that cannot reach the table can sit on my lap! So, the blocks have been positioned and tomorrow I am going to start to concrete them in.
Post note: the seats will have to wait as I was called to have my first jab yesterday and not quite feeling up to cementing today. Perhaps tomorrow.
It had arrived. We had received notification that our new cave rental, Cueva Limón, was to have an inspection from the Tourist board of Andalucia. All licenced holiday rental properties have inspections at some point and it was time for ours. We were notified 10 days ago of the date and time and given guidance on what to do with regards their visit during these covid times.
We had 10 days to ensure we had all the relevant paperwork in order, registrations, visitors books in place, first aid and fire precautions sorted and all the other smaller things you need to look at when having such an inspection. This all seems relatively simple but not so easy when you are in the middle of a lockdown. We have had the paperwork in order for some time and the forms had been printed off the computer. Amazon, due to lockdown, was the only way I could buy a first aid kit, fire blanket and fire alarm at such short notice. The inside painting jobs we needed to finish off and the building of a garden bench and table in the back garden had to be left half finished due to lack of materials. But at least the inspector could see that we had started and what our intentions were.
Although John is going to our local school twice a week to learn Spanish we decided that this inspection was too important to try and answer any of the questions we would be asked so we arranged for a recommended translator to join us and help with communication. I’m so glad we did. He was great and although we did understand some of what was being asked the rest went well over our heads. Thank you Annie for the recommendation and thank you Guy for your translation during the visit.
When our allotted time of 9.30 arrived we had our first surprise. We did not have one inspector come to see us but two! The fact that there was more than one put our stress levels through the roof. It was going to get very serious we thought – two inspectors aiming questions from both sides. However, it was nothing like what we had imagined. It was 45 minutes of “Muy Bonito” (very nice), lots of photos being taken and many wide smiles on both of their faces. The two inspectors were very happy with everything we had achieved and the projects that we had yet to finish off. The only request was that we purchase a printed pre numbered complaints book from the bookshop in Baza. Their parting words were, ‘We are very impressed and we wish you the best for your future bookings. Muy Bien’.
I will admit to being nervous before their arrival, very nervous on their arrival and a complete jelly on their departure. It will take me a few hours to actually stop shaking. I was in complete shock that the visit went so well.
Moral of the story is … don’t worry about what may happen. It may surprise you and never happen at all and if it does, you can work it out. However, life is not that simple is it? We are all human and we will continue to worry about the ‘what ifs’ in life. Makes things more interesting I suppose, however in my case, it’s given me more grey hairs.
Please take a look at Cueva Limón and we hope you will consider joining us in the near future for a holiday that you will remember, Cave life is the best – come and try it for yourselves. http://www.caveholidays.com
Our success at selling properties started when over 14 years ago we decided to sell our cottage, office premises and 2 businesses back in the UK. We wanted to relocate to Cyprus but imagined it happening in 6 months to 2 years allowing us time to sell. However, fate had other ideas and everything sold within 2 weeks! The cottage was sold unbelievably quickly, it actually went through within 11 days, that’s from viewing to final completion. Yes, 11 days, honestly. He was a well known footballer looking for somewhere to stay in the area whilst he was seconded to another local team. Apparently…. the whole cottage could have sat in his lounge within his permanent home!
Then, after 11 years in Cyprus, we decided to relocate to Spain the same thing happened. Both our Cypriot properties, Villa and the beautiful rental apartment sold very quickly,
within weeks. It was brilliant but quite scary as we had nowhere to move into. If you have been following our story you will know that we had purchased a beautiful unreformed cave. A cave that was certainly not livable. So the search began for a cave in Spain that we could actually move into.
Now we are selling again but, I hasten to add, not our home. I love my cave home far too much. As I had explained in the last blog (28), we are looking to slow down and not work so hard. I sometimes feel that I am playing catch up everyday and getting nowhere. So, the decision was made to advertise our 6 rental caves on Facebook. Well, I was absolutely amazed at the overwhelming response I received within the first 24 hours. It was a complete surprise.
On the same day as the advert went live I answered a message from one couple who actually told me they were so interested that they were driving over as we “spoke” to take a look. We agreed to drive up and meet them so at least they could look inside and….. they are now the new owners – or will be shortly. Contracts have been signed today, deposits paid but, due to their work commitments abroad, they will be unable to take over officially until 1 April 2021 (may make that 2 April for obvious reasons!)
We cannot be any happier, for us as sellers and for Debbie and Bryan as purchasers. They are an absolutely lovely couple and I have no doubt whatsoever that they will make a roaring success of the business. The ideas they have will only help the business to continue growing making it even more of a success than it is now. Please don’t forget that bookings for Cuevas de la Paz continue so if you would like to take a look please visit http://www.caveholidays.com. When the sale is finalised I will keep you up to date with the new web address giving you choices for your future holidays in cave land.
How do we feel? Being truthful… quite sad in as much as we have worked hard to get the business to where it is now but I also feel a huge relief as I can now put my energy and time into Cueves Limòn which is our rental cave next door to our own cave. Up until now it has only been used for family and friends although it is fully licenced for tourists. Our hesitation has been about our three dogs that share the outdoor space. Should we separate the outdoor area or advertise for dog lovers only? We decided on dog lovers only! So, a new launch of the website for Cuevas Limòn will be happening very soon ready for the 2021 season. This will keep me busy enough but in a more relaxed way if that makes sense.
Take a look at http://www.caveholidaysspain.com but please remember it’s not quite ready yet as there are lots more photos to add and plenty more to say. However, it should give you a taste of what’s to come.
So… please bear with me as I finalise the website of Cueva Limòn. I am truly looking forward to sharing our own piece of cave land with some great people.
Again, congratulations and a huge welcome to Debbie and Bryan. We look forward to good times together.
Lock down has made an impact on all of our lives and that continues throughout 2020. Personally we have had time to re-evaluate our own lives, our workload and what we truly want for our future.
I can honestly say that I have really enjoyed being at home, building benches, tables and pottering about trying to make our waste bank into something that resembles a rockery. I have loved it. We do have a rather large cave and lots of area around us so there is always something to be done. My ‘to do’ list never gets any smaller. As soon as one job gets crossed off another two get added.
I would never have dreamt that I would have said that at the start of this year. We were working hard to build the rental business up at Cuevas de la Paz (CDLP) which were doing so well. Rentals were coming in and I was kept very busy – all was looking great for 2020. Then Covid-19 hit giving me time to sit and think.
It has made us realise what is important, what we need to live a comfortable life and what makes us happy. We have everything we can possible want right on our doorstep. We have a lovely home that has been reformed and designed to our liking, we have a second cave next door, (Cuevas Limón), that has been reformed and designed with the view of renting out for holiday lets and we have our wonderful life in cave land. CDLP was certainly an extra bonus but its success has been our/its downfall. This sounds a little odd but that is what has happened.
Cuevas Limón (our cave next door) has been fully licensed for a while now but because we have three rescue dogs that share the outdoor space we were in two minds of what to do. We have now decided to begin advertising the rental from January 2021 but… only to dog lovers. I am still working on the website so it’s work in progress but take a look and see what we have to offer http://www.caveholidaysspain.com
We are both of a certain age and want to look forward to a slower pace of life, as we had in lockdown. So the decision was made 24 hours ago to advertise the sale of CDLP.
WOW. we did not expect such a response so quickly. We have had so many people wanting further information we were rather taken aback. One couple came to look within a couple of hours of me advertising on FB. We did really like them and talks continue. Other messages have been discounted as we have decided against the ‘Rent to Buy’ option. We have been warned by a few people not to go down this path as it can be very troublesome for both parties and that is what we are trying to get away from. There have been other cash buyers wanting to continue with information which is great. So…..watch this space… it’s all looking promising.
Would you say I was daft if I said that I wanted the CDLP to be bought by people that shared the same dreams and passion as we had – well yes we are daft and a little mad but at our age we are allowed.
All good dog owners will tell you without any hesitation that dogs have feelings, thoughts, intelligence and are filled with love. They ask very little from their owners – just the basics – food, water and to be cared for.
Cave life in Spain is just perfect for our three boys, just as much as it is for us. The grounds that we have surrounding the cave, together with the wonderful area around our land, are ideal for the boys to explore and enjoy. And they certainly do, with tails wagging, noses sniffing and a sprint down to the river, it has to be a dogs idea of paradise.
Good walk for smells.
Back of cave and roof.
When we have the heat of the summer, all three dogs find the cave the perfect resting place as it’s cool and comfortable (until the local goats pass by or the bread lady’s van appears and then it’s a quick sprint outside to let them all know they are being watched). In the winter the cave is warm and cosy especially when we light the log burner on those particularly cold nights. Most dogs love to sit close to a fire so they can warm certain parts of their bodies! Anyone who dares to drive or trot down the track can still receive a stern warning from at least two of our boys. There has to be a special visitor or passerby for Barney to leave the warmth of the fire and go out to give them a what for.
Life was different for us when we lived in Cyprus. As the temperatures went up, the days and nights were far too hot to be inside just as much as it was outside. Aircons and fans were a must. If we did decide to venture out we would get dressed as late as possible because as soon as you considered putting on clothes you were wet through due to the high humidity. It was definitely no fun. Cave life in Spain is so different and I now find that I welcome the heat of the day. I work early mornings outside, and as soon as the heat gets a little too much, I carry on with my long list of jobs to do indoors within the cool walls of our cave. Perfecto.
I am convinced that if you could ask either of our three boys where they would like to be they would choose their home within cave land. Thinking about it, the caves here in Spain were originally shelters for the local animals, (sheep, goats and cows), during the heat of the day and home during the cold nights that we get during the winter. I believe our cave was used by goats and their shepherd for many years. Human inhabitation came much later when a local family moved in (with their herd of animals). The sisters of this family now live in a cave next to our property (minus the animals). Actually, there are caves on the other side of our track that are being used today by the local goat herd.
For those of you that aren’t aware of our three dogs background here is a brief resume.
All three of our boys have different stories to tell, good and bad, but all three have such huge hearts which they give freely, especially when given the smallest amount of attention.
We were living in Cyprus when we had our first dog Charlie. It was not our intention to adopt a dog but I had seen an advert in a local paper asking for people to give a home to one of the 6 golden retriever X pups they had just found. It was for approximately 2 weeks or until more permanent homes were found. The picture that went with this plea was what appeared to be adorable fluff balls. I immediately fell in love with the ‘all white’ fluff ball and decided to go and take a look. I did quickly mention to John what I had planned and just as quickly retreated before he could voice an opinion. Deep down I knew he would have concerns!
Well, the fluff balls where truly adorable particularly the white pup running around like a live wire. They had all been well looked after during their first 3 month of life and appeared to enjoy all that life had to offer, no matter how small. I was there for 45 minutes watching the antics of the white fluff ball but not once could I get to pick him up. Every time I got near he disappeared with another pup. He was enjoying his life of mayhem and nothing was going to stop him. However, during these 45 minutes there was one particular puppy that would not leave my side. He was absolutely golden from head to toe including eyelashes and nose. I could not help but cuddle him and I even tried to get him to join in the fun of racing around in circles with the other pups but no.. he only had eyes for me. My head was telling me I had come for the white pup but my heart was telling me something else. You guessed it. I went home with the golden pup who had, in hindsight, chosen me. Off we went for his two weeks vacation at Villa Horton.
Charlie, (his name was originally Sandy but after seeing him play for a while I was heard repeating “you are a Charlie aren’t you!), so it stuck – it was the perfect name for him. He was adorable and within a few hours John and I knew he had found his forever home – with us. That was just over 10 years ago!
Charlie’s ambition in life has always been to clean anyone he can get in contact with. He doesn’t have a mean bone in his body just this obsession to clean. Some people like having their legs and feet washed but others don’t and that’s when we have problems. Charlie just cannot help himself. He will sit when told but you can see his body tremble as he is trying so hard not to pounce on the nearest human to continue his washing program. So, if you do visit us please be prepared. If you don’t like dogs licking you, wear an all in one outfit with hood and face mask.
Charlie is also a protector and will wait for me outside the bathroom door just in case something happens while I’m taking a shower or on return home from a walk he’ll wait at the gate before entering to ensure we were all home safely and only then will he trot in behind everyone. He talks too, oh boy does he talk. Sometimes he never stops and when you are trying to watch tv it can be a little frustrating but we would not change him for the world. Charlie is the oldest but smallest dog we have.
18 months went by and we had discussed whether Charlie would benefit from having another canine friend as he appeared to be getting a little too attached to us humans. We had a local dog shelter nearby so we popped down to take a look at the 100 or so dogs they were desperate to rehome. We thought perhaps we would find another Charlie type dog so that’s what we looked for. There were three similar dogs at this particular shelter and we played and went for walks with them all. Is it wrong to say that not one of these three dogs did anything for us? We did not feel any spark of excitement or feelings for them at all. As we were ready to leave we found ourselves standing by this large cage full of mixed puppies. It was then that I noticed one particular pup that sat in the corner. He was patiently letting all the other pups run over and around him. He was white with golden patches (or perhaps more like splodges) and had huge floppy ears and large dark eyes. My heart went out to him. I turned to John who had uncannily also noticed this one pup and we both said instantaneously, ‘could he be the one’.
I am a spontaneous person and would have taken him home there and then, but John is not. He needs to consider things, do his research, consider things again, more research and lots of looking at pros and cons. So, off home we went empty handed but I just knew that by the next morning we would be back for this beautiful big eared big eyed pup.
Well, I was wrong. We had been home for only an hour and John said ‘do you think we should go back just in case someone else takes him?’ I didn’t need asking twice. Back we went to see the pup in the same position being climbed over and knocked about by other more excitable pups. We were told that he was one of a large litter of Lemon Pointers that had been severely mistreated of which only three pups had survived. Barney (as we named him later) was not thought to survive but survive he did – against all odds. That was 8 1/2 years ago.
When we picked him up he was thin and had a number of bald patches on his body but he was adorable and funny. We had no idea of the cruelty he must have lived through during his first 6 months but it must have been horrendous. It took a shorter time than we had expected for us to gain his trust, with the help of Charlie of course, but trying to get him out of the house was not so easy. Each time we had to carry him out, closing the door behind us so that he could not dart back in as soon as his legs hit the floor. Eventually the garden became just another safe haven for him but the sound of any children or Cypriot men from the other side of the fence got him in to total panic mode. To this day he will not pass children without getting as far away as the lead will allow and as fast as his legs will take him. But at least, and it’s only been fairly recently, he does not hide for hours when new people arrive at the house. When I say hide I mean putting his head into a plant or bush. His body and large tail are in plain sight but Barney doesn’t know that, bless him.
During the first 18 months his body grew to fit his ears. But he was in obvious pain when he walked which only grew worse. The vet agreed that he needed two separate operations to remove both hips due to dysplasia caused by past trauma. Whatever had happened to him had, and was continuing, to cause him great pain.
Both hips were operated on within six months of each other and each time Barney was an absolute star. Both operations did not go as straightforward as we had hoped and we spent many nights on the settee with him, cleaning infected wounds and giving him as much love as we could. Not once did Barney cry out, yelp or disagree with anything we had to do to him to help him heal. I could not believe it, most humans would have lashed out and hit the roof during the cleaning of the wound and the physio we had to perform.
Barney is now a ‘little’ overweight due to not being able to walk too far hi but other than that he is healthy, happy and a beautiful addition to our family. He also has very clean ears, eyes and nose thanks to Charlie.
Then came along the polar bear!
After moving to Spain we had discussed having a third dog but, for all the right reasons, we decided that it was not a great idea. Walking three dogs would be a problem and we are not getting any younger, money for food and vets bills was another consideration and we had the perfect pair already. Then I saw another advert! Note to self – stop reading adverts!
Eight Spanish Mastins X (supposedly) about 8 hours old had been found abandoned in the hills about an hour away from our cave. Within 24 hours only 2 had survived. The lovely couple that had taken these two home were looking for permanent homes as they already had 2 Alsatians. I decided it would do no harm to go and take a look at the pups who were now 4 weeks old. One pup was pure white with a brown nose and the other was white with a slight creamy tinge to his back and a jet black nose. Me being me, it was the pure white pup I was going to look at.
Within minutes of us arriving we fell in love with both pups. I have never known John to be as certain so quickly over anything but he wanted them both, there and then. The pure white pup was adorable but if I tell you he had been named Speedy, it may give you an insight into his behaviour. He sped everywhere, was into everything and was a puppy maniac. Adorable but truly a maniac. His brother had been named blacky due to the colour of his nose and, although still trying to run after his brother, appeared to be a little more calm. He was what I would call a normal pup, playful and inquisitive but not at 100 miles an hour like his brother. The couple had been told by the vets that they were a cross and would not be more than 30kg. We could manage that we thought but I was not happy with having both pups. I could sense trouble ahead if we did. The two dogs we already had were technically our set limit which we were breaking by having one of these pups so having both was a total over the top and breaking all the rules of sensibility.
After a while the the couple agreed that if we adopted one they would keep the other which made John a little happier about splitting the brothers up. We agreed to go back in 4 weeks once all the injections had been given and collect our new addition to the family.
We purchased a bed which we thought would be just the right size to keep him cosy and warm and help him feel secure. It was perfect for a couple of days! What we had not realised was how quickly Alfie (ex Blacky) would grow and did he grow, rapidly. With hindsight the paws gave him away. Within a few months we had realised that he was actually a full Spanish Mastin and they grew to approximately 90 kgs and are huge. He was already 30 kgs and he was growing by the day. Don’t get me wrong, if we had known this from the start we would have still chosen Alfie to be part of our home – yes we are mad but we had fallen for him and that’s when all common sense goes out the window.
Alfie is now 2 and he is my beautiful polar bear of some considerable size. He sleeps next to my bed, he snores like a man, (he lets out wind like one too), and he loves his walks. When I say walks I should say he loves taking us for a walk – where Alfie wants to go, you go, and he is an inquisitive beast.
Charlie and Barney were not keen on Alfie at all for quite a while which was seriously beginning to worry me as I wanted everyone to get on. Thankfully with time that changed but they are still wary of him and often have to move quickly out of the way when Alfie decides he is sitting down. He gets half way down and collapses so anything that happens to be underneath him gets squished, well and truly. My foot has often fallen victim to the weight of Alfie and once they are under him there is no getting them out. My grandchildren have called him the polar bear which is a perfect description of him really. He is huge, white and has black skin. It has been a while since I was at school but I think that describes a polar bear pretty well.
Alfie often comes home with tree trunks and large thick branches to throw around. It’s what he loves to do. At 6 months he decided to have a look at the pile of twigs we have conveniently added to our front patio. He had great fun with these twigs for quite awhile until we realised what he was doing. Alfie may have looked upon them as a pile of twigs but we called them something different. These ‘twigs’ made up our lovely and expensive outdoor cane furniture that we had purchased for those warm nights when we could sit and enjoy the sound of silence and be amazed at the amount of stars there were above our heads. Luckily, with the help of snippers, I managed to make the furniture a little less of the chewed look, and as it has weathered with time, it is not so noticeable as it was. But as we said, Alfie was being a normal huge dog and playing with the pile of sticks we lovingly left for him. Who could blame him. Gladly the teething period is now well and truly over and after purchasing many hardy large toys (on a regular basis as they still didn’t last very long) he is leaving the twigs alone. As I write this I am crossing my fingers hoping that he doesn’t remember how much fun it was tearing the twigs out of the pile. Bless him.
All three dogs are different from each other. Their personalities, their fur, their eating habits and their routines. Charlie is the one to look after you, Barney is the quiet one who loves to watch and Alfie is the bouncer of us all. And, although so different, they all fit perfectly into our lives. We would never be parted from any one of them. They are part of our family just as much as our children and grandchildren.
If you are considering having a dog, please stop thinking about it and just do it. They ask to be fed, watered and to be kept warm. That’s it. In return they will give you all the love you can handle and with the loyal companionship that a dog is born to give us humans. That will be your reward.
So our life in Spain is never boring. There is always someone to clean, brush and play with and we can never be short of love. Our boys would not allow it!
We are now in our 9th week of lockdown – 59 days to be precise.What has that meant for us?
For the first couple of weeks we just got on with it.What choice did we have?But then there were days we lost our positivity and needed to kick ourselves in the butt.Thankfully it hasn’t happened that often and as I have said before, and will say again, we are lucky to live where we do in such lovely surroundings and scenery.It really does help to be able to sit outdoors and enjoy what we have around us.
We are trying to keep busy and that is not difficult at all. The hardest part is finding the energy each day. There is so much to do and our ‘to do’ list is never ending.I have painted in several areas of our cave house, built two tables by the back door, we have a new front door step, everything in sight at the front of the cave has been jet washed (including the cane furniture), made a pair of concrete wellies, updated the sign post and …. we are trying really hard to keep up with the weeding.This last task is the one we mostly fail with. Weeds just grow anywhere and can be inches tall overnight.
At the moment we are still unable to go food shopping together and we can only go to our nearest shop.It’s not a deal breaker but John and I have different tastes and what I would purchase is not necessarily John’s first choice (or second come to that). He is a vegetarian who likes ginger, marzipan and nuts (my worst nightmares) and I am a meat eater who enjoys ribs, marmite banana toasted sandwiches and chicken curries (Johns worst nightmares). We are very different in our tastes that’s for sure. So over the 9 weeks my solution has been to take pictures of the items I would like John to get for me. Generally it’s successful but sometimes not…. it can be exciting to see what I get. We are trying to stick to the rules and go shopping only when necessary not only because we have been told but because we feel safer not going out.
As of last Saturday I can join John on the daily walks with the dog.We are allowed to go for a walk within 1km of home and to walk together has been good for us. We do not have specific times to go out as we are in a small populated area so have the freedom of going out at a time that suits us. It is good to see the spring flowers, especially the poppies we have all around, and to feel the warmth of the sun as we amble along with the three boys. As fate has it we have rain forecast for this week but the sun will be back soon.
Other than not being able to take a drive out in the car, or go to our favourite bars and restaurants, its life as usual for us accept that our rental business has obviously been put on hold. This year was to be our first full year and it started off better than we expected. We had so many advance bookings we were over the moon. However, from March the cancellations have poured in. We have accepted that business will be slow for the rest of the year and money will be tight but so many others are in the same position. We are not on our own. Hopefully we can all enjoy our freedom and breaks away in the very near future.
If you would like to plan ahead, please take a look at our cave rentals. Go to http://www.caveholidays.com and choose a cave that is right for you. I will be happy to answer any questions you may have or pass on information about our area in cave land.
Stay safe everyone and one day we will look back and hold our heads up high and say we did it.We got through it and came out of it.
We have had days when we have been happy, sad, worried, bored, busy and thoughtful but thinking about it, can’t we say the same for our normal everyday lives too.
As some of you know, I am usually out and about working hard getting our rental cave ready for guests to enjoy and ensuring they are well maintained.However, I have not visited the caves, Cuevas de la Paz, for 12 days and that’s a strange feeling! I miss them! If, like me, you are forward planning to take a short break when this strange time is over please take a look at http://www.caveholidays.com. There are other great rental properties within our area where you can stay and I highly recommend you take a look at the places you can enjoy and the new experiences you can have within the Altiplano. You may get an idea of what our area has to offer from the website. It is a beautiful place.
So, my time has been spent, like many others, doing the jobs that get added to the ‘when I have time’ list which in reality, would normally stay unticked.I’ve emptied drawers, batched cooked, cleaned, sorted out clothes and generally slowed down.This is not a bad thing but I do wish I could have friends around to witness how clean and tidy our cave is now.
When our doors are once again open, the house will have returned to the ‘almost tidy’, ‘as clean as you are going to see it today’ and ‘more dog hairs then I care to think about’ cave then I would honesty like but…. If you are friends you will understand (I hope).
I have also taken more time to read posts on Facebook, which for us living in a small community, has been a vital source of information during our 12 days. It has also on occasions given me a few great laughs with the funny words and videos that are out there. It has also been the biggest source of rubbish just like our newspapers can be on occasions. We do have to consider each post with care and decided if we believe it or not ( looking at the source of the post is a good guide for me).
I found this on FB recently which for me epitomizes what I mean about false information and I absolutely love it.
IMPORTANT INFO. PLEASE READ
Just a heads up The Ministry of Defence have been told to be on standby for complete UK lockdown as of Sunday evening at 6pm… No one is to leave their home’s unless you work in Front Line Retail or the NHS and have brown hair.
I heard this directly from my neighbour Trigger who is best friends with a guy called Boycey. Boycey knows a guy named Del who drinks down the pub with his uncle Albert. Albert was in the Navy during the war so knows his stuff.
Please pass it on.
On the more positive side I do enjoy the posts that make me smile or perhaps make me think (I’ve been told that using my little grey cells is a good thing). I found this on FB today posted by a friend and its is just perfect – could not have put it better myself!
Do we say ‘we are stuck at home’ or
should we say ‘we are safe at home’.
One word makes so much difference.
Today on day 12 the Horton household have chilled out.Not doing that much, just pottering about and smiling at all the good things we have around us. John’s highlight was popping to the chemist for my hayfever pills and his own prescribed medication. My day was made even brighter when I spotted the crowd gathering around our bottom gate.
Now it’s time for a spot of TV for even more relaxation. Tomorrow is another day when I may get started on the painting of the dining room walls…… or not….. I may just make these for the garden. My choice is endless.
Thats day 12 in cave land. Take care everyone and stay smiling.
Today we are on ‘Day 8’ of our lockdown in cave land and … it’s Mothers Day.
My last blog was posted on day 4 when I wrote about how lucky I felt being in lockdown in such a lovely area with the room and space I have around me.Now, 4 days later, my thinking has altered slightly.
I am beginning to realise that it is not how big your castle is, how large your garden may be or the number of places you can hide in that makes lockdown more bearable.On day 8 I am more inclined to say, although size does matter, it’s the state of mind we have that is my new number one.
As human beings we tend not to like being told that we cannot do the things that we have taken for granted all of our lives.We all know that this lockdown makes total sense and may totally agree with the rules that we have been asked to abide by but…. deep in the back of our human minds we don’t like the thought of not being allowed to do the most normal of activities.It is so easy to get into a negative frame of mind.We are all human, it will happen, to some more than others.
What do I personally do to combat my own human failings – especially on this particular mothers day? Please remember, I am not saying my way is the right way but sharing what appears to be working for me …. so far.
1. I am taking it day by day.I am not looking towards the end of lockdown (now extended to the 12 April) as for me that appears to be too many days away from today. In reality it’s not but…
2. I am not planning my day’s activities. Instead I give myself something to aim for. Today for example I would like to spring clean my bathroom.You notice I said ‘like to’ and not ‘must do’.This gives me a get out clause if I decided to do something else.There is always tomorrow!
3. I am actively researching places I would like to visit when this is all over.It may be several months away but I am getting excited about the not so far off future when I can tour around.I enjoy planning where to visit, where to stay, what to see, history of the different areas etc.It doesn’t have to be far from home.There are so many beautiful places to visit within Spain and I would love to see as many as I can. A night here, a weekend there…. sounds good doesn’t it?
4. I am trying to keep in contact with the outside world. I try and talk as often as I can to family and friends by messages or phone. I have also enjoyed the many live events hosted on Facebook over the past few days. I have watched exercise classes to great music sessions from people coming together, (not literally of course), from all over the world. People are talking, performing, sending jokes, sending recipes – simply communicating with strangers. One particular event yesterday moved me to tears reminding me that we were all in this together.
5. For me personally, I do not want to stagnate.Yes, it is great to have a sofa day but I know that the more sofa days I have the less positive I get.I need to see and feel that things are getting done.It may be painting the dining cave walls or simply sorting out a drawer. Whatever the task – I do need to feel a sense of achievement.Others may not need this but, I know that I do.
6. There is a lot of bad press out there.We have all read it and have been affected by it.However, there is also a lot of great news out there to. Speaking to my son Chris today by phone – he commented how positive it was that people are thinking about others and offers of help are spreading far and wide. I couldn’t agree more. The different ways that people are offering help and sharing with others is amazing and seriously makes my eyes leak. It doesn’t need to be much. A simple text to someone you have not spoken to for a while saying ‘hi’ may be all it takes to make that person’s day a better one. We often have no idea what other people are going through, and we may never know, so I try to be kind and reach out whenever I can. But, again, we are all human and we must not forget to consider our own personal well being. We should never be afraid to ask for help. Don’t forget that.
7. I remind myself of the things I do have and not what I don’t. My life is good and I don’t need to be reminded of that fact very often. To whomever it may concern – A little less curve balls thrown in my direction would be good though – please.
Wherever you are and whatever you are doing, keep positive and keep planning for the future.Most of all keep talking.
Hugs to everyone especially to all moms on this very unique Mothers Day.
The Corona Virus is affecting everyone all over the world. The majority of people have had and will have more restrictions placed on their everyday activities as the days go by.Some more than others.We are presently on day 4 of our lock down in Spain. ‘It’s not been that long’, you may say. I would agree but it is harder for some than it is for others and we have to be prepared for the original 15 days enforced restrictions to be extended further. This is not going to be a quick fix.
We sit here in our cave discussing how this is affecting our lives and what hardships we will have to endure.We will not be able to visit friends and family for a while, won’t be able to go for a meal at the local swimming pool in Los Carriones or a coffee at Emilio’s. We won’t be able to go to the garden centre or my favourite mall in Granada. We will not be able to go for a drive out to the lakes or explore nearby towns and villages or chat with the friendly postman as he sorts through the packages in the back of his garage. Ok, so that is how it is going to be, for us. Not to bad you might say. Yes we are confined to our home boundaries (with the exception of going food shopping, vets, bank, fuel, (only one at a time and strict regimes in place when you get there)), but we are truly lucky to have what we have around us. Our own personal hardship is not that great – so far.
We then started thinking about how it could be affecting other people near and far who may not have the things we have.
Why do we feel so lucky?
We have a large cave in which we can spread ourselves around. As our rental cave next door is empty we are free to use that space if necessary. By adding both caves together we have in total 5 bedrooms, 4 bathrooms, 2 kitchens 3 lounge areas, one dining room, an office, a gym, 2 garages, numerous patios and a huge wood store. That’s enough space to find a quiet spot if you need one.
There are many people in Spain who live very happily in their smaller apartments or homes.However, being confined within that space can be hard for some, especially now. In normal times people live their lives and everything is generally ok especially when you are happy and content with what you have and with the person(s) you are living with.But, what if you are already in an unhappy relationship or the thought of not being able to leave the confines of your home is very limiting and depressing?I cannot imagine how difficult that must be. There must be many people in this predicament who, on day 4, are counting every second with dread.All I can say to anyone who may be in that situation is to use friends via any communications method you have, find something to do that you enjoy or think about things that make you happy.From me to you – I send you all a huge virtual hug.
We have our own land around our cave so we and and our three dogs can freely roam and potter in the fresh air.We also have the added bonus of lovely scenery all around us.
Many people do not have that luxury and have little or no outside space in which to escape.We have sometimes thought the land we have is a little problematic regarding upkeep and trying to think of ideas of what to do with it but … I am, on day 4, so pleased we have it.Weeds and all.
With today’s communications network we can keep in touch easily with family and friends far and wide.We use WhatsApp, Messenger, Skype etc etc which is all becoming increasingly more important as the days go by.They keep us in contact with the outside world and obviously with our family and friends.
Some people do not have these luxuries.They may have a mobile phone and tv but little else.Don’t get me wrong, that is enough to keep in contact with people but we feel spoilt for the choices that we have.
We live in a sparsely populated and rural area where few cases have been reported.In fact, we have had no reported cases within our immediate area to date.So far, we are healthy (relatively of course.John still has his heart problems and I seriously need to losethe weight which has piled on recently).So why are we as worried as we are?That is the question being asked by some back in the UK.
Because we are!
How many times have I heard ‘but it’s just like the flu’! For me it’s the same as people’s attitude to smoking ‘dope’.For many it’s a case of feeling good for a short time while you enjoy your homemade joint. Good for you!That is your choice and you are free to do what you want with your life.However, for others, and there are many, it causes mental health issues. hallucinations, horrid nightmares and paranoia.I have seen it happen so many times to so many people around me over the years.The same attitude is being applied to this virus. This virus may just be a walk in the park for some but for many it has and will continue to be painful, disruptive due to being hospitalised and even in the worse case scenarios causing loss of life.
We like most families have people we deeply care for who have a medical condition which this virus poses a great risk to.We have good friends who need hospital treatment but cannot get it now as the hospitals have no beds or are closed to regular appointments.It is causing such distress to those who need to carry on with the treatment they were receiving and now are in limbo not knowing if the lack and delay of treatment will cause them to get worse or halt their own recovery. It’s not a happy position to be in. I don’t want to lose any one of these people due to others not taking precautions and treating this virus as ‘the flu’. I’ve just been watching on TV the scenes at a popular coastal area of Spain where Brits are acting as idiots and only interested in drinking themselves stupid while they happily socialise in the streets.It does get to me.
Getting back on track,we are lucky to be locked down where we are, but I do ask everyone to consider the consequences of what they do especially in the next few weeks.The UK may not yet be in lockdown, but it is coming I am sure.
So, day 4 comes to an end and I’ve planted the flowers I purchased last week, watered the trees, moved 3 pallets that you apparently can see on Google Earth, brushed the dogs, done the usual housework and washing and now I am going to sit down with a cold drink.
Cheers everyone and please please please keep safe. For you and everyone around you.