Shortly after my party and having had some time to bond with my new second home, I felt it was time to give her a name. Casa di Susanna. I even painted a welcome sign on the metal gate to my terrace with two little butterflies in the background. Once I had it fixed up and fully staged, I took some pictures and put it on Airbnb, the home exchange, and Booking.com. It didn’t take long for the requests to come pouring in. So much so, that I hired a manager friend of another friend, Maurizio, to take care of things when I was away. He was the perfect one to do it—professional, polite, organized. He stepped right up and in and before long we seemed to have a well-oiled machine with it fully booked in tourist season. But even well-oiled machines can get a little rusty, and I couldn’t stop thinking about Poltu Cuadu.
