|Our new weekend home|
Did we wanna raise our children in Amsterdam, in the city? Or did we want to move out to the burbs where there was not only more space but also more nature for the kids?
Baby Daddy, being a true Amsterdammer, would have rather cut off his right arm than move out of his beloved, precious city. I think most Amsterdammers are like this, Amsterdam is a part of them and they grow some kind of magical root to the city that won't let them go.
Me, on the other hand, I could easily move out to the pastures, or polders as they have here in The Netherlands. Of course, going more green goes back to my roots. I had the most enchanted childhood full of adventures in the woods and encounters with nature.
So what were we to do? We both wanted our kids to grow up in two different environments.
After six years of these discussions, Baby Daddy came up with a brilliant idea: we should buy a "stacaravan" somewhere out of Amsterdam. Ok, for those of you who don't know what this is, think either ancient camper now permanently placed or an old trailer laid to rest at a campground grave.
So we did it! We bought a 40 year old hunk-of-junk trailer in a small family campground in Olst, along the Ijssel, just outside of Deventer!
For a mere €700 we have a new weekend home. We will drive just over an hour every Friday night and holidays to our "new" home-away-from-home.
This is our second weekend here and its amazing! We wake up to birds chirping and the smell of country air. The kids get lost for hours in the campground with new friends and meanwhile we work on our fixer-upper or mow the grass! Yes we have grass people! And an electric mower! This piece-of-poo trailer came with everything except linens! Even a vacuum cleaner!
But the best thing about the camping is the people. We are in the biggest redneck, anything goes campground. You wouldn't believe the contraptions people build on their trailers. I swear I feel like I'm back in South Carolina.
And the people are so sweet even our neighbor who thinks we are Gods because we live in the land of Ajax. The self-admitted ex- Ajax hooligan has already offered to help us if we need anything. This has never happened to me in the 12 years I have lived in Amsterdam. We have real neighbors people! Finally!
And the kids are learning another culture too. Luca is still traumatized after a little redneck kid half his size beat him with a branch. And Charly was assaulted by handfuls of sand by another kid. It's good for them. And of course, there are mostly sweet kids here that will teach our kids alot too.
It's a different life here, almost surreal. I love it! And every Sunday evening we get back in our space ship and travel back to Planet Amsterdam! Two of the most fascinating worlds and i'm so lucky my kids can experience both!