“House Hunters International” might be coming back for another helping of Mérida. I heard it first hand. A Leopard Films producer in New York saw this blog and on Tuesday inquired by e-mail if we’d be interested in participating in their next Mérida episode.
As they often do, they searched blogs to find their prospective home buyers. On Wednesday I gave the New York producer my phone number and on Thursday, we had a nice chat.
Right away she asked me if I understood the process. They are looking for someone who is already closing on a house. Everything on film is a reenactment, as spontaneous as it actually seems. Foreign property transactions aren’t actually signed off in a cafe after a leisurely weekend viewing three houses. It’s amazing how disillusioned a lot of my friends are when I tell them that. Once upon a time, I had suspended my disbelieve as well. I imagined they must shoot at least five homes, and then air the best three. Those were innocent times, weren’t they.
As for our prospects of being the next Malaya and Grace, Erich and Rob, or Todd and Allison, we have three counts against us: We’re buying a ruin and they’re more interested in a pretty property; this won’t be our permanent residence for a number of years and they want someone moving right away; and we are horribly camera shy. When the producer asked for a three-minute audition video of ourselves, we went cold on the idea.
We had always said among ourselves that we would never want to be on HHI, even though it’s the show that introduced us to Merida’s Gringo Gulch to begin with. But when they contacted us, we took the idea very seriously for a couple of days. Even though we’ve been very low key about this move — most of our friends don’t know about it because we want to surprise them when Casa Nana is ready for guests — for a moment we were willing to go on reality television for the world to see.