This is our Spanish story...
In 2000 we decided we wanted a place in Spain. I had become increasingly-disillusioned with teaching (loved the kids and the parents...hated the Government interference and endless, useless paperwork) and my husband, a builder, had had enough of working very hard for many years. We were in the fortunate position of having built up a reasonable amount of equity in our house, a large renovation project that we had worked on in our spare time. We sold our house, bought a smaller one to live in whilst we carried on working until we were ready to move to Spain.
We had intended to buy on the Costa del Sol, until we saw a programme on TV about a couple (Martin and Maggie) that had bought a run-down farmhouse in Catalunya in a little village near Falset...about half-an-hour from Reus Airport. It looked so beautiful on the TV, in the August of 2002 we decided to take a look at the area. Well, it is even more beautiful in this area than you could imagine...with the River Ebro running through it from the east coast to the west. We stayed for three weeks, determined to find something before we went home. With less than £40,000 to use, we found what we were looking for in the gorgeous, historic village of Miravet with its castle perched on a hill above the Ebro with the Square below it overlooking a huge bend in the river.
We bought a small, corner house with three storeys and a flat roof. In fact, very little of the original house remained. A local chap had bought it in a dilapidated state and had started working on it...giving up when he was told he couldn't create a fourth floor. When we bought it, all the place had was its walls, floors, roof and rough concrete stairs to each floor. There were gaps for the windows but no windows! We paid 39,000 euros for it (which cost us £26,000 then with such a good exchange rate!) and we spent another £9000 doing it up to create a gorgeous 2-bed house with a shower room and bathroom...keeping the whole of the top floor as our lounge with stairs up to the roof terrace. We had the best views in the whole village from our roof terrace...almost 360 degrees of glorious countryside, river, castle and sierras. We loved it. There were absolutely no hitches buying the place. We bought via a Notary and, as we knew we must (from extensive research beforehand), we had plans drawn up by a local architect for the building work...signed off by the College of Architects. We did everything correctly and we were given our Habitation License when the building was completed and inspected. We even rendered the place in one of the local colours of choice...much to the delight of the whole village! We had sold our small place in the Uk before we left for Spain.
So, why did we sell and come back to the UK? Well, our two eldest sons were happy in the UK, both with good jobs, both over 25 years old and settled where they were. Our youngest son, however, was sixteen at the time, having just left school and not wanting to go to Uni or College in the UK. We thought it would be relatively easy for him to get a job and, being a very friendly chap, we knew he would make friends quickly. WRONG! We were in an area where there were not many Brits and, therefore, no British bars/cafes/builders that required help. My husband, too, had intended to do some building work to enhance the small income we were then getting from the interest on our savings (from the UK house sale).
After we had completed our own place, with the help of our son, there was nothing for him (John) to do and, to be frank, there was nothing for us to do. The locals were incredibly friendly and helpful...giving us boxes of grapes, cherries, nectarines, peaches etc from their own trees...inviting us to the local fiestas and dances etc. BUT, we had assumed the locals spoke mostly Castellano (as Franco insisted when he was alive) but they spoke mostly Catalan. We had spent the past three years trying to learn Castellano and, although the locals spoke Castellano to us directly...they spoke Catalan to each other. We couldn't even evesdrop on their conversations! The few British children that went to the local schools were having to learn both languages...which may be easy for them, but it's not so easy when you're over 50 (or even 16). PLUS...even at that time, there were very few jobs around and, naturally, any that were available were given to the locals. After a year living full-time in the house (previously, we had only spent a few weeks at a time there whilst we started the work on it) I knew we had to go back to the UK for our youngest son's sake. We were all very sad to go (cried alot) and we almost turned back just as we approached the ferry at Bilbao...but we were certain we would be back in a few years to start again. We had made good friends with the only other British couple in the village at the time and we still go and stay with them at least once a year. They've had their house in Miravet on the market for over four years!
We put our place on the market just before we left Catalunya in June of 2006 and we were very lucky to sell to a young, British, couple three months later. As with our purchase, the sale went through very smoothly. The couple that bought it had done their research and they knew they wanted a house with all the licenses in place. They also used an English Solicitor...which cost them a few bob! We sold it for 147,000 euros (£95,000 then) just as the market was starting to take a slide downwards. However, I'm very sorry to say, the young couple that bought it have never lived in it for more than a few weeks and it has been on the market for over 2 years. I do think about them sometimes and worry that buying the place might have caused them financial stress. Probably. I also have to admit...there have been times when we wished we had kept it for ourselves! They have it on the market for 167,500 euros. It will remain unsold (and we would never buy it back again) at that price. The way the market has gone...it should now be much less than we sold it for.
It was always our intention to buy another place in Spain...somewhere where there is only one language to learn...somewhere where the winters are warmer than in Catalunya. However, although we started looking again a couple of years ago, we have become more and more cautious of buying in Spain and we really don't know whether it's worth it in this present financial climate. We reckon it's better to carry on renting for the time we're there....particularly since we are now thinking we would like to continue spending our summers in the UK with family and friends ie; the best of both worlds...to us, anyway.
Well that's our story...what's yours?
This message was last edited by meggie on 01/11/2011.