We have a problem. We don´t know where we live. Well that isn´t entirely true since we are able to find our way home but we don´t know the exact adress of our property. How can this happen because there was an adress on the deed when we signed it. It read Rua das Carrascas 9. We didn´t question it because we had no reason to doubt it. A small piece of our land is on that road, the land on the right after the dustbin. There is another road going down to the right and it has another name.
|Rua das Carrascas.|
|The gravel road going down is....|
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One day one guest called and said that they were standing outside Rua das Carrascas 9 and it wasn´t our house.A mystery started reveal itself. The very next day we went to this place and asked the people who were there. It isn´t a place where someone lives but they keep cattle there.
Yes that place was Rua das Carrascas 9 they said and pointed on the number on the wall. Your place is Travessa das Carrascas 9.
|We don´t live here|
We learned later that this was wrong because when we were going to pick up some documents from the freguesia they told us our road didn´t exist. So where do we live then we asked. They had to send the top guy from the freguesia to have a look.
The very next day he came and stated that we live on Travessa da Bica. He wasn´t sure about which number.
|So this is where we live.|
When we questioned it they said that since that adress was on the deed we had to go with it or change the adress in all official files and records. We just kept quiet and didn´t say a thing.
Still don´t know our adress and probably never will find out either. The mail man finds us and if we don´t drink too much wine we can still find our way home.
Have a wonderful afternoon