Mañana, mañana, the best medicine
One of the first concepts that we took with us from the Netherlands about Andalusia was "mañana, mañana". According to Dutch people who wanted to give us good advice, that was the most important thing to take into account.
Because we were ready for living more "by the moment", that didn't seem like a problem to us.
What "mañana, mañana" meant quickly became clear in those early weeks. When opening and arranging a bank account, the turnaround time appeared to be about three months. Everything went wrong. The bank branch has three employees. After we had waited in a row at least an hour three times a week, the bank manager took over himself. We were invited to his office, he apologized many times and in his best English he tried to reassure us: "no worries". After three months however, we did start to develop "worries", all the more so because there was now an increasing fine due to some "incorrect bank code". During another visit at the office, the director invited us for breakfast. At ten o'clock there is always breakfast and after all it was 5 to ten already. It was very nice in the cafe. A few weeks later our fine was neatly refunded. When our friendly bank manager turned out to be at home with a burnout, and the misery started again, we opened an account with the green Triodos bank. Fortunately, they have a large office in Granada where an English-speaking lady occupies the desk.
In short, "mañana, mañana" became a bit too much for us after three months, but the kindness of "our director" was a welcome experience.
This happens more often here. This week we went out for paint. It had to be mineral and organic. That was not so easyto find, but after spending a few mornings at the ferreteria, employee and now friend JuanJo had a good solution. We gave the green light and the representative was immediately called for some samples. The next day we received a text from JuanJo that the representative would be in the ferreteria the next morning already. That promised to get a hopeful follow-up without too much "mañana, mañana". The next morning we went back to the ferreteria. We tried to get our questions answered as well as possible. We tried in English, Spanish, via the Internet and with our heart. We asked if we could bring the color swatch to view the color in the house. That was not possible. But… the representative would come along with us for a while. That "while" was 40 km to our house and 40 km back. We arrived at the house in the blazing sun. Pablo’s construction team was there too. That made communication a little easier because Pablo's English is progressing at a great pace. Colors and different paints were selected and after two days we would be able to collect the samples. We thought. When we arrived at the ferreteria it turned out that JuanJo still had a question. We are stillawaiting the samples.
This morning we came home to our rental house after shopping. There was a knock on the door (most Spanish houses don't have a bell) and I always hope that “Sinterklaas” is on the sidewalk with gifts. This time it was the mail with a package. I had ordered a few things, but at the address in Restábal. Maybe a present from the good Saint after all, I thought. But no; when the carrier did not find us in Restábal, he remembered that I had told him earlier that we are currently renting a house in Melegis. "I'll just try and make a detour," he said, laughing.
After a chat he also wanted one of the kittens, which we have to provide again with a home. One of the stray cats has once again chosen our site as "her place" and she is also pregnant. The delivery driver was probably a little behind schedule. But he did have a satisfied customer and we had a nice chat. Social cohesion here is still more important than astressful planning.
Mañana, mañana. The best medicine for burnout.