Time to move on to our next stop

Once back to the city we still had 6 more days until we could check into our condo on the beach. It did not take long for the lack of AC, mosquito attacks and that dang spider that I could never catch to take its toll on us all. The nights were so hot and miserable that baby R cried way too much. His crying episodes sent all the women in the house into a frenzy. Each one had an opinion as to why he was crying. Maybe he was hot (duh), maybe he was tired, maybe he did not like his sling, maybe he was starving, maybe he was bit by a mosquito, maybe his diaper was wet, maybe he needed water, maybe my breasts were not making enough milk, maybe I was holding him too tight….At 10pm, after over 2 hours of baby Rio crying, I couldn’t take it anymore. Not even caring what time it was, I called the cell of the woman who handled the rental. She said that the condo was not yet professionally cleaned. I told her I did not care and begged to allow us to check in the very next morning without it being cleaned. She could have told me that the daily rate was 3 million dollars and that I needed to give up a body part, and I would have figured out a way to come up with it just to get to AC.
I was very grateful to our host family, don’t get me wrong. They were wonderful and very accommodating to the party of 7 that took over their house. If it had just been me, I could have stuck it out, but I could not handle my kids’ discomfort. It was just too much. That very next morning, the taxi was called up for his final drive with us.
It took about an hour to get there. I was very nervous because I had found the condo online and really only had 5 pictures of the place and what the lady on the phone told me. I had also paid in full for the 2 months, against the advice of Mr. B. When paying for the 2 months, the lady asked me to make the deposit directly into her account and since I was traveling so close to the reservation date, it needed to be paid in full. Of course, that sent up red flags, but what the heck was I to do. I needed a place and since I had never been there before, I just had to hope and pray that the place was not a scam and that it was a decent place. So the entire time we were driving I was in prayer overload hoping that I do not have to hear the words-I told you so- come out of Mr. B’s mouth.
We pulled up to the gate and were met by a guard and another man. Senora X told them that we were renting there and the other man told us that he had no idea about the arrangements. My stomach turned. To make a long story short, I had to call back to the woman who made the arrangements and she explained to the guard that her husband was going to meet us there to give us the key to the condo. The guard opened the big iron gate and let us in. OH MY GOODNESS! I could not believe what my eyes were seeing. My family and I had just pulled into a slice of heaven. It was so beautiful. I could not have even dreamed up a more amazing place.
The cleaning lady had just started to clean and I wasted no time telling the girls to put on their swimsuits. In less than 5 minutes of arrival I was in the swimming pool with all my kids. Refreshing was an understatement. There was no doubt that the next 2 months were going to be just what the doctor ordered!