My Chris has been laughing to himself rather a lot In recent weeks, ever since he started searching for Winter let accommodation in Nerja, Southern Spain; and, in particular, when he received replies from Spanish agents and landlords, many of whom speak English in a very unusual but charming dialect.
Take Spiderman Luis for example:
Hello visitor, it is not how he came to this page, welcome.
Are you looking for an apartment or a villa with private pool for your holidays in Nerja? because I had a look at my web. I hope to be able to offer you an interesting accommodation to suit all tastes.
As you know, a picture is worth more A thousand words. i hope that this visit will open to you the appetite and come as soon as possible to My Nerja.
A greeting, Luis.
Another landlord offered a country house:
QUIET HOUSE, nicely decorated, large terrace with barbecue AND FRONT PORCH (I like the sound of that, well I would do with a name like Sally Porch!), just 400m from the beach Playazo, near Nerja MARINE HOTEL AND BUS STOP, IN FULL FIELD SURROUNDED BY TREES AND AVOCADO TO BE THE DELIGHT OF THEIR SALADS.
Delightful! And he could spell “AVOCADO”, which is more than many English greengrocers can do.
And I have left the funniest to last:
Best points about the property:
The apartment this located to little meters of the famous Balcony of Europe in the heat of the heart of Nerja and therefore can arrive at precious beaches located to both sides of the Balcony of so single Europe in 2 minutes walking.
With respect to the floor to as much indicate the amplitude of the bath as of the kitchen as they can observe in fotografias.
Hints and tips from the owner:
See the personal website of the owner
To visit the Caves of Nerja, Granada (and its Alhambra), Malaga, Frigiliana (colourful town located to 6 km), etc…
If you are jovenes (and of course also for but mature), the zone of diversion this close (to 2 minutes of the floor) in the seat Tutti Frutti (Oh Rudy) at which they can arrive leaving the by hand left floor.
If they go towards the right, in a minute, will arrive at Cavana Seat and the Balcony of Europe, precious zone of stroll in where they will find many terraces of summer and as much here as in the streets which they end at the Balcony are abundant bars, restaurants and commerce for all the pleasures. (Sounds irresistible!)
Like reference of which they are located in the heart of Nerja, to indicate that at time of summer, this street of the floor (by the terraces and positions of artesania which they put in the street) along with Antonio street Million (next to seat Tutti Frutti) (Oh Rudy, A whop bop-a-lu a whop bam boo) and Carabeo street they are the 3 streets that are cut to the traffic rolled from the 6 of afternoon and until the 2 in the morning. In summery, that when being in the heart of Nerja, will not need to depend on car and all they will find by hand.
Of course, I can’t talk – literally, I can’t talk; I mean, I can speak French but only in a very literal (and often humorous) translation from English to French; our web-footed neighbours across the Channel can understand me but they giggle and keep me talking so that they can have a good laugh. “Sally, can you please repeat zat again?” they implore me. I say it again, even more ludicrously, and we all crack up. I’ve promised my French buddies that I will learn fifty more French words before my return to Brittany so that we may have more interesting things to discuss than floors, ceilings, windows (open and shut), cutlery, china, tables, bottles, the weather and l’amour.
Oh dear, I have Little Richard in my head now. Bop bopa-a-lu a whop bam boo
Tutti frutti, oh Rudy…