Their kids don’t like the food in Spain.
They’re terrified they won’t be able to find an English-speaking doctor in Spain.
How do they move their three pets, including a parrot, two cars and vintage motorcycle to Spain?
And while they’re at it, they ask for somebody to list — in the comments — every single requirement for whichever fucking visa they say they want to apply for alongside step-by-step directions on how to fulfill each requirement alongside a lawyer who will do it all for them, but at a reasonable price.