Moving to life from Amsterdam-Netherlands to small town Bedepuszta-Hungary -2019
So, we did it. We moved from a capital town to a hamlet. In this blog I will tell and share the inns and outs about this step forwards to a different life(style). The joys and the fears, the known and unknown, the interaction and the loneliness, the holding on and letting go, all of it in our new habitat.
The first week
Basically, just one word: Chaos. Completely. Or like my best friend said: a potpourri of emotions. From overexcited to be here, in this beautiful landscape of rolling hills, with no urbanisations as far as you can see. To the opposite side: what did I think I was doing to even think to live her full time. How!
A lot of ideas, a small income, my beloved one, vegetable gardening all of it sounds really good. But that's just a starting point.
We do not step completely into the unknown. We have our beautiful -used to be holiday-house this first of May 10 years, we know the surroundings, my husband speaks the language (like a 5 year old todler as he says; I'm learning...) and very important we know people and even have friends here.
So, let's start by actual living here and getting used to the patterns of my new urban live. From an overcrowded - at least for me - city to a village with 6 people (in the next blog I will tell a bit more about this special place). From a busy working live with two businesses, I sold one and reducing the work in the other, to 2 days holding office and vegetable gardening.
Lets start with letting go, adapting, and breathing in this wonderful place of nature which I can call home.