Don’t be jelly. The views are fabulous, true, but it’s not exactly move-in ready.
Here are the common areas on the main floor (US2nd, ROW1st). I think the seller did a great job blowing out the interior walls that interfered with movement, light and and air circulation. This level is now mostly an open plan. A huge improvement over the “honeycomb” layout of the traditional masia.
I may be getting ahead of myself, but I think I know where I want to put the kitchen island, the banquette and the fireplace. . . .
The place may look grand, and with any luck it will be.
But for the next 6-8 months, I will be living in a small apartment in the back of the farmhouse, until recently inhabited by a goatherd and a shoebox full of kittens.
Need to buy some cozy rugs and get that fireplace roaring!
I officially acquired Mas Oms on Thursday, January 28, 2016 at 11am CET.
The seller and I signed the deed (escritura de compraventa) in the office of the notaria in Barcelona in the presence of my attorney, my excellent estate agent Tom, and some guy from a bank with “caixa” in its name.
Due to a previous engagement, the farm dogs were unable to attend.
The notaria read the 22-page contract ALOUD (for the record) and corrected it where necessary using a pencil to interlineate.
Confession: the key handoff photo was staged a week prior to closing. Here the seller, Xavier, hands me the massive key to the front gate.
Traditionally, the transfer of a masia required a formal ceremony with the buyer and seller walking around in the courtyard, handing each other dirt, touching objects in order to indicate renouncing and acquiring, and other weird stuff. I decided to go with the depicted key-transfer instead.
No, really, what the heck am I going to do with all this space?