The dream of living in Spain with it′s sun, ocean breezes, white sandy beaches and rich food makes it an inviting place to call home.
However... the thought of moving to Spain brings up many questions. Questions like:
How can you get into the Health Care System in Spain and how good is it?
You have heard stories about houses being illegally built, How do you know when you are Buying Property that it is legal?
Where can you find stable work? Do you need work permits?
Should you register with the Tax authorities and how do you? When are you responsible for Income Taxes?
What permits do you need to live in Spain? Where can you get them?
Can you get by speaking only English? Do you need to learn Spanish to live and work there?
Does Spain have a good school system? Are there English speaking schools?

What first got me so interested in pet rats almost 3 decades ago was their amazing antics. How could so much personality be balled up in such a small animal?
How could they -- unlike a lot of other small animals -- be so genuinely caring? And have such a strong gleam of intelligence in their eyes? And make me laugh for hours watching them play?
When I first went to my friend's house one day in 1978 to meet his pet rat, I wasn't so sure, since I had preconceived notions about rats.
But then when his rattie grabbed my pant leg with his little paws, my heart melted. Then my friend told me that his cute little rat wanted me to pick her up...
I lifted her up high, and the fuzzy little rat nuzzled her nose into my ear and...