Part 2: Where!
Meet our new winter home
When we returned to Puerto Rico last fall, it immediately felt like home. We lived here in the 90s for a while when I was a foreign correspondent for The Associated Press, and have been back to visit four times with our kids. The island gave us a warm hug the moment we stepped off the plane. Then we started exploring in ways we were never able to do while living and working here, or with our kids. We discovered why it is called the Isla del Encanto. Such amazing nature and variety! Such inspiring cultural attractions! Such rich history! Such warm people!
A Perfectly Flawed Place
We acknowledge that the island has its drawbacks. It’s not paradise, it is a real place, with much to love but also much to endure. It’s very hot in the summer. The rainstorms can be dramatically violent. There are sometimes hurricanes and earthquakes. It can be loud. The fried food can be downright horrible. The potholes are huge. People drive like maniacs around the capital. Bathrooms are often dirty and lacking paper. People litter. The Puerto Rican accent is difficult to comprehend – very fast, dropping ‘s’es left and right. But we take it in stride, with a sense of humor, and accept Puerto Rico for what it is. We always carry trash bags, toilet paper, and earplugs, to protect our own ears and butts and perhaps leave things a little better than we find them.
Discovering Cabo Rojo
Anyway … we have been exploring the island, a month at a time in various areas, the usual Messy Suitcase traveling scheme. So we spent a month earlier this year in Cabo Rojo, on the southwestern tip of Puerto Rico.
But this time was different. We fell in love. Why? The hiking was unbelievable, whether near the ocean with cliffs and caves, or in the mountains with 180-degree ocean views, or in a dry forest that felt like Colorado. The beaches on the Caribbean Sea and the Mona Passage were gentle, with clear water perfect for swimming, kayaking, and snorkeling. On the way to the mountains to hike or the beaches to swim, we passed nature reserves with mountain bike trails, and I yearned to climb on a bike and explore. But I couldn’t, as I was living out of a messy suitcase with no room for a bike!
The beach closest to our place in town was a tiny neighborhood one called Ostiones. We found a favorite spot there where we would set our beach chairs under the mangroves, listen to the gentle surf, and watch nature happen. A school of fish. A sea turtle. The occasional kayaker passing.
We left for our next stop, Isabela. It was lovely, but we kept comparing it to Cabo Rojo. The beaches were rough. The hiking was limited. There was one bike trail. We enjoyed ourselves, but everything was lacking compared to Cabo Rojo.
Then, while casually browsing Zillow on the beach, I saw a real estate listing for a house in a neighborhood up the road from Ostiones. I watched it for a month, as we left Isabela and returned to San Juan. Bob and I finally decided to go see it. While we were there, we scheduled to see a couple of condos up the road.
The House
We walked inside and fell in love. The house was handcrafted for us, it seemed, from the beautiful custom woodworking the owner had done on the living room wall and around all the doors and windows, to the large open kitchen, to the balconies off of the bedrooms and office, to the cozy covered patio where I will sit and read, to the roof garden.
We went to see another condo because it was already scheduled, but it paled in comparison to the Cabo Rojo house and validated our feelings. So we went to lunch in Joyuda, a little fishing village, to discuss it. While we sat with our drinks gazing out at the turquoise sea, we emailed an offer to the realtor.
As we sat on Ostiones an hour later watching a sea turtle swim, our offer was accepted! The owners, who are moving to Florida, also offered us the furniture, much of which we will keep, rugs and huge pieces excepted. And they offered the kayak! We do plan to build a deck off the back for dining, and Bob has always dreamed of having an outdoor kitchen and pizza oven.
At this point, we have a signed contract in hand, an inspection scheduled for later this week, and an April 30 closing. The owners will rent from us for another month before heading to their new home. Then it is ours!
Our Perfect Anchor
The house will be the perfect anchor for our life. Great running, swimming, kayaking, and bike riding right out the door. A tennis club five minutes away. Only ten minutes up the road, there is a grocery store, Walgreens, and the pueblo of Cabo Rojo, with its Plaza that hosts events like the annual Three Kings Parade. A fishing village, Puerto Reale, is a mile around the bend; it holds an annual Boat Parade in December. The city of Mayaguez (Puerto Rico’s third-largest) is just 15 minutes away.
The only downside is that San Juan International Airport is more than two hours away. But it’s an easy drive, almost all highway, and it’s worth it for the destination. We have made friends in San Juan whom we plan to visit regularly, and return the favor by hosting. There are also two closer airports, in Aguadilla and Ponce.
Meet our New House!
Below is the video Bob took of our first walkthrough.
No time for video? Here are some photos:
So here’s the plan: Cabo Rojo in the winter. Vermont in the summer. Travel in spring and fall.
We’ll let you know when it is ready to host. Your comments are appreciated!
congrats Lisa! really happy for you guys. this has me dreaming because i’ll have to retire soon enough and I’m not sure if i really want to go back to the States given how awful it is becoming. i enjoy your posts! best regards, will
Will, you’re welcome to use our home as a base for exploring PR.
We’ll see you later this year, then! Congratulations!
I love your blog, too! I just emailed you through it; we need to meet!
What a lovely house you found! It’s as perfect as the couple who just bought it!
I’ll let you know when it’s open for cousins visiting!