There was a crooked man and he walked a crooked mile.
He found a crooked sixpence upon a crooked stile.
He bought a crooked cat, which caught a crooked mouse.
And they all lived together in a little crooked house.
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| A BIT OF A FIXER-UPPER ON PLAZA DE LA ENCARNACIÓN. |
Our house is not crooked. It is level, solid, renovated, and in excellent condition. But many of the houses we pass are not in the same shape.
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| A VIEW FROM A BALCONY. UNDULATING WALLS. |
Given that some of the houses we see around town are anywhere from 100 to over 600 years old, it's no surprise they're bent and twisted. However, it's a wonder some of the buildings I've seen are still able to stand.
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| A VIEW FROM ANOTHER BALCONY. NOTE THE UNINTENDED SWAG TO THE WINDOW TRIM. |
Without help, some of the crooked buildings won't be standing much longer. Fortunately, many have been reinforced and only appear to be twisting and collapsing into themselves.
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| WITH MASSIVE REINFORCING BEAMS INSIDE, THIS CAFÉ WILL BE AROUND FOR A WHILE, (WHICH PERHAPS GIVES THEM SOME TIME TO IMPROVE THE SERVICE.) |
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