I got a message from our realtor in Mexico that he had taken some prospective buyers to the house for a walk-through. Lots of oohs and aahs when they walked into the front garden, lots of nods and smiles when they went upstairs and saw the beautiful views, but a gasp when they went into the kitchen.
Yikes! I don't know when this happened but Fernando did not tell us, if he knew. It's not as bad as the original message portrayed it; I thought the whole thing had fallen. But today I talked to the agent and he advised that indeed the entire ceiling may have to be torn out and replaced. Don't know what has caused this, but most probably water has gotten into the space, the rebar has rusted and contracted, the cement has pulled away, and KABOOM! Needless to say, the Se Vende sign has come down, the web advert has been pulled, and there's work to be done. Our agent will get our favorite contractor in to take a look and give us an opinion, a plan, an estimate. We may have to get a structural engineer in to have a look, too, and see if the entire house needs to be jacked up. ¡Dios mio!
As a result of this disgusting turn of events we will be leaving for the beach a month early so we can take care of this before the "season" begins. This was NOT in our plans; it is now.
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Argh - so sorry
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