About 3 weeks ago I was asked by my church if I would host some people that were visiting from Spain. Simple enough request right? Only thing being that I’m not, well I didn’t think I was, very good at having people to stay in my house, especially those I’ve not met before. I am very much a people person but I also like my own space.
To start with I said I would check with Mr H, secretly hoping they would find someone else for the task. I really was going to, but genuinely forgot. When they asked me again a week later I found myself saying ‘yes that’s fine’ before I could stop myself! The words just seemed to fall out. I couldn’t quite believe I had agreed, especially as I hadn’t even checked with Mr H.
On the Saturday before they were due to arrive I was still feeling really lousy with the cold/flu virus that I’d had but was trying to get the house organised. I went to put a wash on and realised that the washing machine had broken which was not ideal and then not too long after that my daughter shouted ‘Mum come here there’s water everywhere’ which I presumed had something to do with the washing machine, but no, it was actually pouring down the wall in the hallway which was coming from a leak in the upstairs shower!! I couldn’t believe it. Oh and did I mention that Mr H was in California?!
Anyway my wonderful Mother-in-law came to the rescue with the washing and I got someone round to fix the leak in the shower. By the time they arrived Tuesday evening the house was looking the best it had looked in quite some time. When you have people coming over it gives you a real incentive to get the housework done doesn’t it?
I have to say it was an absolute pleasure to meet them and have them stay. They were a married couple from Valencia, Javier and Pili. We were given all kinds of lovely gifts including chocolates and chorizo sausage which are both big hits in this house! Javier spoke some English and Pili spoke none at all, but between Javiers English and my very small amount of Spanish we managed some interesting conversation. When Pili came down for breakfast in the mornings we would chat away in our own language, neither of us knowing what the other was saying, but somehow we connected, as two women, two mothers – it really was amazing. By the time they left the following Saturday I felt that my life was a little bit richer for having them here.
Theres no way that a few years ago, or even a year ago I would have agreed to host people in my home that I had never met before. The fact that Roger was going to be away for the majority of their stay would have made it even less of a possibility.
What did I learn from this experience? I learnt that it’s good to do things that are outside of my ‘normal’ or what I find ‘comfortable’. I met two wonderful people that I would not have known otherwise and learnt a little of their country and culture. I learnt that I really enjoyed being a host and that I am quite good at it so likely to do it again. The kids were great and my daughter was a superstar as she moved into the spare room so they could have hers. We have been invited to Valencia which is a wonderful opportunity and we will look forward to seeing our new friends again.
All in all it was a great experience.
How do you feel about people staying with you? Is it something you do or an absolute no no?
Let me know your thoughts.
Much love ❤️