It’s beat-the-clock time as we prepare to visit Casa Nana, this time as occupants.
We had already bought three beds and patio furniture for the house, but nothing yet for the master bedroom in the casita on the rear of the property. Our designer is having a bed made for us, as well as mod end tables for all the bedrooms. Roller shades are going up, as well.
After some debate, we opted for room-darkening shades, just in case we join the class of people who get to sleep in once in a while. I just wired funds for pillows and a Sealy mattress, and we will pack sheets and pillowcases. Yes, we’re getting to the fine details.
We also need wifi Internet, which our property manager will arrange, and a sofa, which is also in progress. Casa Nana will also need to be stocked with basics necessities: Scotch, bitters, vermouth, wine, coffee, and maybe some jugs of water, but mostly it’s Scotch, bitters, vermouth, wine and coffee that we need.
We opted to re-ground the wiring of the house, which was an upgrade, and to perfect some details like how some fixtures were centered. And we’re adamant that we’re not living with construction workers, fumigators, or technicians while we’re staying there for three weeks. The cleaning ladies, pool man and gardener are all we can handle.
We think there are some leftover plastic cups and utensils from the party we held there in September. I will borrow a two-cup coffeemaker from a friend. The house needs to be ready for us just as we arrive on one of those evening flights from Houston, so we won’t have time to shop before we go beddy-bye. Then we will have time to beit as a weekly vacation rental. There was a time when we were unwilling to rent it out, but I stopped worrying about wear and tear or damage to the house after seeing how elaborate some rental houses are these days.
Other trips to Mérida have found us at a guesthouse, or in one case, the rental house next to Casa Nana, which was already stocked and battle-tested by other tenants. This will be trip No. 13, which we hope isn’t an omen. I’m likely to wake up the first morning confused and wondering why no one is serving me breakfast, and that will be enough of a hardship. Casa del Maya and Villa Verde had us spoiled.