I LOVE my new place! Wow, I am no longer living in an oven!
First of all, let me clarify. Home air conditioning is rarely needed in Uruguay. Most homes are built using a bit of common sense. The Oven, as I now call it, wasn’t. Our climate is mild, not blazing hot as myth will tell you. I have personally never seen temperature over 93 Fahrenheit here. There was something seriously wrong with that house, and in my opinion, NO ONE CAN LIVE THERE!
Drastic changes would need to be made to make it habitable. The home itself doesn’t breathe well enough. It is made of cheap building materials. For this reason, the whole place turned into a swamp in winter after a cloudy day or two. Three cloudy days meant misery for me. In winter, the home depended on sunlight to dry it out. In summer, that same sunlight that made the place bearable in winter made it a blazing oven from around noon until midnight every single day. What this meant was that the indoors temperature was 20 degrees F higher than outdoors temperatures.
A homemade air conditioner won’t work here with ordinary ice. These homemade AC units, though they are a nice idea, will only work in places such as Arizona or New Mexico. Here, since our humidity is high, the only type of ice that will work is dry ice. I’ll bet I could purchase it, but this would make a homemade air conditioner expensive and impractical to run.
Someone asked about a “health problem.” Again, allow me to clarify. The cause had nothing to do with my own issues with my health. The problem was a “living situation problem.” No one can live there, I don’t care how healthy you are. Try living in 100 degree or worse temps for hours on end.
The problem is now solved. I gave up trying to make The Oven work and have relocated.
I have a few concerns here. One is that the front entrance is too “public.” The building is set away from the road providing privacy, however it’s very difficult for me to enter and exit the front gate without curious bystanders peering at me. The road can be rather populated with such folks. I’m mostly concerned about pedestrians since pedestrians notice things and do far too much spying into other people’s business. This is a very small town where I am known as “foreigner.” So the foreigner moved. Trust me, word gets out. When I lived in Centro I felt like my whole life was open to passerby inspection.
Now granted, I am leaving my other place saying nothing to anyone. It’s tough doing this. I’ve made so many trips back and forth now that someone might say something. I’ve got my lie worked out to distract anyone who might suspect I’m moving out. I was advised not to give my old landlord another penny! And I won’t! When he figures out I have moved, he’ll most likely go in there and find a sign tacked on the wall in Spanish, “No one can live here.” And maybe add, “Shame on you for ripping off your tenants.” Or some such thing.
I highly doubt I’ll hear from him. He knew all along the place wasn’t habitable. Of course he did! He was stupid enough to build it that way!
As for the new place, it has a minor pipe leak and also the fridge leaks, but so far the place is fine otherwise. I have an entire building to myself. No neighbors share with me. The whole yard is mine. No screaming kids, no fighting adults (so far). I have had trouble with phone reception, but today I am not having those problems. Yesterday was a pain that way. I went out and bought some food and cleaning supplies and am doing my laundry, too.
Most important, Puzzle LOVES it here! I cannot believe the change in her. She’s a new dog. I promised her we’d move and I’ve stuck to that promise.
I will be here this month and maybe next month as well. I will decide in the next few days.