Planting trees

Hi everybody,

This past Easter weekend I went to Kisbajom with a friend from Amsterdam, Jeroen to plant fruit trees in the newly bought garden. The first two day we were buying trees and planting them. Here you can find a few pictures. We asked the village gardener to plough a strip of grass for the line of trees. And importantly, the weather was great.
The uncle of Hajni, Miki, helped us as well as some of her Hungarian friends. They are great; they drive up to Kisbajom from Budapest just to help translating and watering some young trees. And they always thing of the drinks!

After this, Jeroen and me went to Balaton and north from it to search fossils and minerals in the areas of Bakony, Ajka and Vertés. It was a short but nice weekend.

PS: Jeroen found some turtels in the little river behind the house. Later, when we returned, they were not there. Should we beleave him. He also mentioned all kind of animals from which he recognised the tracks in the forrest. It must be very busy at night around the house…

We bought it !!!

Well, today we did all formalities… and the paperwork could take some more months. We picked up the Bakter family in Nagyatad this morning on our way to Pecs. There we signed all papers necessary for the complete purchase of the land and the old farm house on it.

We have a great help from a lawyer, Mr. Zeli from Budapest, who does many preparations and helps us to avoid expensive, corruptive procedures. I can advise everybody a lawyer, or ‘makelaar-achtige’ person to assist you in these things. It saves so much time and irritation.

Anyway; until we have more news about rebuilding plans and work we will start to do, I great you.

Bye,
Aaike

The day it all started

In August 2005, just a few days before the wedding of our friends Ákos and Éva, Hajni and me went around to look at some villages and houses that were for sale. Hajni had been in Kisbajom in the 80s, staying at a garden of a friends grandmother. She had some great memories of this time and place…

Entering the village we already liked atmosphere. The grass was mowed and the roses were blooming every 10 meters. There were some houses for sale. But one, the most ugly and collapsed and the biggest, took all our attention. That big old farmhouse at the south side of the village. We did look some other villages and houses, but all the time we think back of the one in Kisbajom. It has to be IT!

We made some pictures and we are discussing everything with Govert and Pia. They are willing to participate and make this idea a 4-person project.