– I want to live in a condo-hotel
The call makes me uneasy. It is always the story of a condo-hotel unit, that the caller loves because of the price, and now wants to use it as her/his primary residence. Where else can you get a place right on the ocean for under $50K?
Is it a good idea? Condo-hotels are not for living there full time and there is a reason for that.
I am telling her that there is a reason why condo-hotel units are so inexpensive…
I am telling her that the units are not for use as the primary residence…
I am telling her that so many before have tried it, and it did not work for them…
I am telling her that it may be very noisy. A lot of people, a lot of noise. Not a quiet place.
And she would smile and say she loves when there are many people around. She loves life. She is using superlatives to describe how happy she would be there. She does not care about anything I say.
– I want to live in a condo-hotel.
Nothing that I say resonates. It is the opposite, it seems to reinforce her idea to do exactly that, to use the wrong type of property as a place to live.
So, when she comes to Daytona, we set the time for 3 PM.
At 11:30 she calls says she is very anxious, and why don’t we do it earlier. Ouch, I am in the middle of the remodeling job, I have people, it is very inconvenient … Can we do it at 1 PM?
At 12:00 she calls again. She knows it is not 1 PM yet but she was impatient and she is on her way there, and could I, please, come right away?
I am 10 min away. I dropped everything I was doing and I am rushing to a condo-hotel, which is only a few blocks away.
5 minutes later she called.
-What now? I am coming, give me just a couple more minutes.
– Don’t come. I am leaving. I am very sorry but this is not for me.
- Why? What happened?
– There are so many people, it is so freaking noisy, it is crazy. It is absolutely not for me.
As we speak, I am getting into the garage of the condo-hotel. It is Saturday, it is Jeep Beach event, hundreds of Jeeps are in the garage, each playing loud music. Crowds of people are around, women, men, children…Everybody is happy, people having fun…
Elevators are packed, the pool is filled over capacity, BBQs are smoking hot, the beach is packed with Jeeps slowly passing the cheering crowd, there is this wonderful atmosphere …
Hmm, she saw that and got scared? But this is what she was longing for, this is what she was telling me would be more than just fine…
It is a clash of dreams and reality.