You never know what you've got til it's gone! :o(

About a month and a half ago our French neighbor slipped out of our lives in the dead of night. Now we miss him dreadfully.

Actually, we don't know when he moved out...he didn't say goodbye...but we do miss him dreadfully. We never really knew how paper thin our walls were (he must have never watched TV or listened to music), although Jose swore he heard him fart a couple of times when we were all going to bed.

Now we've got the loudest neighbors born in Spain! (Foreign neighbors tend to be hard of hearing, playing loud music ALL the time.) These are true Spaniards, they talk loudly, they scream through the house, they laugh loudly, they all talk at the same time and they are very social. In the week and a half they have lived next to us, they have had 3 different visiting couples over to stay. Yesterday evening was particularly nice as they were all singing karaoke (we assumed), left to go out after we went to bed and came back at 7 am, still singing.

The silver lining in this earplug inducing cloud is that Jose is more and more happy to look for a house (and not an apartment). Let's see how long we hold out before we're banging on the walls and writing obscene messages on their door.