The Post Script: More owls

First, I noticed the owl.

“Peter! Did you see the owl?!”

Our last Airbnb in Spain had a ceramic owl. So, when I found a similar owl—in a similarly inconvenient location—I took it as a good omen.

“What owl?” my husband, Peter, said.

Then I found four more owls, bringing our tally up to five.

“Five owls! Now I know this is going to be a good trip!”

“Huh,” Peter agreed. (Sometimes Peter’s not as effusive as I am.)

We are staying in Frigiliana, a small town in the south of Spain. The rent was suspiciously cheap, but the reviews were all good except to say that the house was on a road with stairs....