And again we went on an a quest to find the ultimate, well decent at least, piece of soil. And boy, did we find something…

While following the set rules and the predetermined route, between lot #2 and lot #3, we stumbled upon a “En Vendre” sign… which goes to show.., one can’t, or shouldn’t, plan everything.

With screeching tires we came to a halt. It looked promising. Because we were oriented properly all day we could tell it was facing south.., and it was on a hill.

Lotte (our architect) and Laila were out of the car first. After parking, I joined them.

It was big and it was indeed facing south, I know, I brought a compass. The view was clear, no buildings, no trees, no hills, a clear view for miles.

Just Maybe

There was a number on the sign, Laila called, the man even spoke Dutch. The land was for sale, big and affordable… the catch? So far, there isn’t one… it even takes a smudge under three hours to get there.

Lotte was already visualizing everything, Laila kept her sanity (and still does) and tries not to hope to much and I think this might just be real…

We contacted the local council (with a nice letter in French), they have to wait for the proper documents to come through in order to respond to our request. We have to wait… no choice but to wait.

So, has this story a conclusion.., sadly no. But, let’s hope that Seeking Land part IV will be the last…