Life is sometimes stranger than fiction! Sometimes we get into situations where if we were anywhere else, we might just be scared. But we were not! There is a house next door to ours. We look over our wall and see the upper half of the house. A few months ago we met the owner and a friend of his. They are 40-ish. Juan's family owns the house and he generally takes care of it. But due to a variety of circumstances, he was unable to do much for about 3 or 4 years. That ended a few months ago. We met he and his friend when they came to work on the house. They were here for a few days and then went back to Guadalajara. Once in a while we would hear from Juan that he would be coming soon. But he never materialized until day before yesterday. Then that evening, he sent a text message that he was outside our gate and could we come and talk to him. It turns out that by accident (obviously) he locked one of the doors of his house, and then the other door he was going to use to go in and get his keys and money and stuff, shut on it's own accord, locking him out. He said he was on his way to pick up a pizza because it had been a long time since he'd had anything to eat. It was 10 p.m. We did everything we could think of --- asking down at the security gate if anyone had a saw we could borrow. We went over to a construction site where a worker was staying but he was totally out of it. We called who we could think of, but everyone here goes to bed fairly early.
So we did the only decent thing --- we invited him to spend the night at our house. Lucky for us he is truly a great guy. He came in the house and immediately said he wanted to call his sister and let her know he was alright and that he was staying with us. He hadn't had any dinner, so we rustled up some bacon and scrambled eggs with toast. All in all it was totally odd, but a whole lot of fun. He speaks English and, of course Spanish. So when he couldn't think of the word he'd speak Spanish, and when we couldn't think of the word in Spanish, we'd speak English. We laughed and had a good time. We talked about places and family, travels and friends. Turns out he's a professional illustrator, his mother is an artist and paints, and so we discussed that too! Finally, around midnight, we called it a day and went to bed. Our neighbor in the apartment above us came home the next day (she was one we had called, thinking she was upstairs) and she said "so.....did we have a sleepover last night?" and chuckled. Well, yes we did, of sorts. Nice to have 2 bedrooms and 2 bathrooms! ha ha ha That's definitely one way to get to know your neighbor!
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Judy A
4/29/2019 06:22:05 pm
:) Yes indeed, interesting way to get acquainted. Glad it turned out he was such a nice guy! And glad you both felt comfortable enough to extend that hospitality to him. I'm sure he was immensely grateful!
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