I found a stone house online this past week. It’s in a small village somewhere in central Portugal, and since the advertisement was posted recently enough, I have a suspicion that the photographs truly reflect reality. The house is built from granite stone (unlike the picture that I have picked for illustrating this post!) with…
Category: Backyard Farming in Europe
If you don’t ask, you won’t know…
I don’t go to my local police station often, even though it is situated a block from where I currently stay. Like hospitals and courthouses, I find police stations depressing places, filled with people who have had bad things happen to them, are about to have bad things happen to them or are supporters of…
Tessa: at the start of the countdown to a brand-new adventure
“If you’re brave enough to say goodbye, life will reward you with a new hello.” -Paulo Coelho I saw an interview that one set of ex-pats did on YouTube with another – a man and his wife on his sister and her husband – about moving to Portugal and thought that it would be an…
The Mission Goal Has Moved – Once Again!
After feeling extremely sorry for myself for all of 20 minutes, I started weighing my options: pros and cons of staying versus leaving and the different countries that make sense to me. I wrote earlier about the rudeness of some government employees. That specific country (which I won’t mention here or ever again!) has been…
Brick walls and severely lacking Parkour skills
Time for an update, methinks. I have come to the realization that all of the house restoration and backyard farming videos and blogs that I have been following were made by people coming from G8 countries. Maybe they weren’t rich themselves, but their backgrounds gave them access that I – coming from a country in…
Singhiozzo Italiano (Italian Hiccups)
EDIT: I was wrong – buying a property would make the application process easier, but it has to be a habitable property, and I suspect to a certain value, as well. So buying a €6500 fixer-upper won’t pass muster. Back to the drawing board…
Where It Started
Like many life adventures, this one was born from frustration. I felt caged in and desperately needed to escape. Make no mistake, South Africa is a beautiful country, and my roots here go deep, but it also has: Unnaturally high levels of violent crime Extremely corrupt politicians Failing infrastructure Bankrupt Utility Services and Municipalities Bias…
Cutting the Italian Elephant into Bite-Sized Portions
With the “Botswana Idea” now well and truly in the circular file, I have decided to revisit my original plan to take my dream to Italy. It’s still a massive elephant, in many respects. Imagine discovering that your dream house has half its back wall and a big chunk of its roof missing! To…