We got hold of the estate agents and they managed to book three viewings for us mid-week.
As we had a day before the viewings we drove to the nearby village of Arboleas and had a coffee.
There are lots of brits here but the village was lovely none-the-less (hahaha – just kidding – I love brits).
There seemed to be an extra large number of cats in the village, some of which were quite cheeky – sitting on parked cars, and sauntering by slowly taunting the dogs.
After our coffee we walked around a bit, then got driving again and just kept going. It’s less than an hour to the sea, so we drove past Vera and north a bit along the coast to Villaricos.
We found a large space next to a beautiful sandy beach and had our lunch, then took the doggies for a walk into the town.
The next day we viewed three properties, all of which are ‘country houses’ as we requested but as we drove to the first one we wondered if we’d chosen the wrong category.
Part of the drive to the first house was on a ‘ramblas’, which is a dry river bed – well, dry most of the time other than a few times a year when it’s briefly flooded. The road is maintained and not too terribly bad, but the house was quite remote.
The house had a lovely pool area and lots of rooms but was rather dark inside and other than the terrace around the pool there was no outdoor space.
The second house was even more remote, and badly needed a lot of work before being habitable. The owner was a brit who gave up during covid and basically abandoned the house to the lizards and the elements. While we could see great potential if fixed up, there was just too much to do.
The last house of the day was on a better road, but the house itself as well as the pool, while nice, was quite small – the koi pond wasn’t enough to make up for it.
As we discussed it later and the next morning we decided to look for ‘villas’ rather than ‘country houses’ but had to eliminate quite a few as they were right in a town. We visited the office and had a good chat with George, who is british but speaks fluent spanish.
He helped us narrow down what we should actually be looking for, and mentioned a large country house that had recently lowered the asking price. We hadn’t noticed it before as it had been above our budget at the time, but now wasn’t. Someone was viewing the house that afternoon, and we indicated that we were eager to see it also, as soon as possible.
The next morning we got a call from George – the homeowners were open to seeing us in less than an hour! They had received one offer on the house, and it was insultingly low – they are desperate to sell so wanted to see us asap.
We met Andy, the very nice fellow that had taken us around the other day, and he led us to the house which was about 20 km out of town.
The only hitch was the side road up to the driveway – it wasn’t paved and with the amount of rain recently the dirt road was a bit soft and the campervan couldn’t make it up. As we tried repeatedly to back up and get more speed a tractor came behind us. He realized we weren’t going to make it so pulled back and over a bit so we could back down past him to the paved road and pull over on a conveniently placed wide spot.
We walked the short way up to the house and one of the owners was waiting for us. As we’d watched a video about the house on the website earlier we kind of knew what to expect – and we weren’t disappointed.
After a tour of the grounds, pool area, and the house we had a quick private discussion and made an offer on the spot. It took about two minutes for the agent to get a positive response from the owners and we shook hands on it! And for less than the asking price, which was already discounted quite a bit from the original.
We were in the office later that same day signing the papers and are already waiting for a response from a solicitor to take care of the legal paperwork, etc. We own a house in Spain!!