Moving to another country is 1. But continuously talking in another language is 2. In my last school report, just about every subject says: due to Mayke's great absence, we cannot assess her level. I get it. I was busy surviving. And survival is my most important life lesson. No French, maths or biology can compete with that. During all m... Read this blog
Champagne... I once received a card from a friend....'There comes a time in every woman's life when the only thing that helps is a glass of champagne'My most treasured champagne moment...? I was travelling alone. Madrid. A city unknown to me. I needed to get out. To be alone, to reconnect with myself. Wandering through the streets, I ran into... Read this blog
It is Monday afternoon when Pascal and I are in a chat at a municipality about taking over three possible new gites. My phone beeps a new booking. With a slanted eye, I glance at the message. A last-minute booking for today. And the guest indicates he will be at the door in 10 minutes.Normally, we are there ourselves to welcome guests to the castle... Read this blog
My lunch in the Netherlands? With an early-in-the-morning self-breaded sandwich behind the wheel or the laptop. That was usually my lunch. IF I even allowed myself time for that at all. It often happened that I got home late in the evening, without lunch and my dinner consisted of pink cakes (a guilty pleasure by the way, I haven't found them... Read this blog
On a beautiful Saturday morning, I open the castle door to Ella, a lovely Belgian lady who stayed here as a guest a few months ago. Now she has rented out the whole castle for her and her friends. Our castle is not a hotel, but a guest house that you can make your 'home'. I normally give our guests a tour of the castle, but Ella has taken... Read this blog