For any readers who don't know me personally, you may not know that we live in a village here in Germany. There are about 3,800 residents in our little village. Moving from a largeish American town of close to 60,000 to our tiny village sometimes is a bit overwhelming.
Take for example our experience in building. We're trying to make headway in finding a building lot, as we have the house plans, and just need the lot. Our original plan was to build in the yard in front of my in-laws' house. They have plenty of land, and we could build without disturbing much of their view.
Another option would be to buy into the new development that is happening next to my in-laws' house. The current plan is to take a largeish lot of land and subdivide into lots for 3 duplexes, one single family, and two multiple family buildings.
Two weeks ago, we met with the owners of the building lots where the duplexes and single family home will be built. The first tip off that this was going to be an experience- they are the parents of Joern's friend Christoph. They welcomed us into their home, and immediately poured us copious amounts of wine. (In my opinion, maybe land deals should not involve alcohol.) After chit-chatting, we were introduced to the other man in the room, Mr. Builder (no joke, his name is Bauer which is farmer and builder in German.) Mr. Builder will be building the houses on the aforementioned land. Oh, AND, Mr. Builder is the brother of the landowner.
We spoke with the landowners about a deal in which we would get a small chunk of land directly on the border with my in-laws. They were willing to sell us the small chunk, which would allow us to build the house without really obstructing my in-laws' view at all. They then needed to shift all the houses over, which required a bit of work. Why would they be willing to do this? Because Joern was always such a nice boy (oy!)
Great! Good start. But, we are not sure now if we would be required to build our home with Mr. Builder, seeing as he is the brother of the landowner. Not that Mr. Builder is bad, he's very good. And, very EXPENSIVE! And, he does not like our house plans, so in his very German way, spent a lot of time showing us why our floor plans would not work (which they would.)
Now, our other issue becomes, if we are allowed to build on that land with a pre-fab company, or if we decide to build on my in-laws' property, we must put forth a request to build through the Town Council, which then votes on approval for our house (use of land, roof style, home style, and plans.) Guess who is on the town council? Yep, you got it! MR BUILDER!!!! And, to make matters worse, Joern got in a fight with the First Selectman of the town a few years ago. What a great way to make friends in the right places! Oy!
In Fairfield, although my father new builders, I didn't know any people who were selling building lots. I certainly had no relationship with any of the members of the board of selectmen. I had no experiences with the First Selectman other than voting for him. Life in a small town comes with its own set of unique experiences!
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