First thing Wednesday morning, Billy and I headed to the final property we were to view during our stay in NZ. On the way Billy stated, “This is it! I’m not looking at any more houses this visit!”
“Wouldn’t it be great if we walked in and we were both like ’This is it!’?” I asked.
He said, “Yea but don’t say that or act like you love it.”
Victoria again met us there along with the agent. The house was listed as a “magnifique” , French provincial home. It had two French doors on the front of the second floor (main floor) that opened onto small balconies with iron railings. The main entrance was up a ramp on the right side of the house. The kitchen was terrific! Looong, stainless steel bar with the sink in it. Beautiful, hardwood floors. Gas stove. Built-in shelves. Two different living areas were off of two sides of the kitchen. There were 4 bedrooms and 2 baths on this main level and another bedroom and bath downstairs, off of the tandem garage. The back part of the garage was nearly finished and could easily be made a rumpus room with just carpet and a set of doors or wall separating it from the front of the garage. There was a fully shelved storage area which I have no intention of filling! The downstairs bedroom opened to a small patio on the front of the house, blocked to the street by a wall, though open to the driveway on the side. Back upstairs, the master was roomy and opened with double doors to the beautifully landscaped backyard and patio, complete with an outdoor fireplace.
Not only Billy and I, but Victoria as well, walked through expressing our love for the home. Victoria even teased that if we didn’t buy it, she would!. And Mr. Don’t-Let-Them-Know-How-Much-You-Like-It was gushing all over the place!! We left with high hopes that we’d found “the one.”
We headed to a cafe, just blocks from the house, for coffee (flat whites were our choice) and breakfast. Billy made some phone calls, one of which was to make an appointment with an attorney about buying a house. We visited Victoria and Arthur’s lovely home which was one of the first built in New Plymouth and then parted with Victoria to roam downtown before our appointment with the attorney.
That night, we shared one last dinner with Elise and Jeremy before retiring. We were headed out in the morning forWaitomo Caves …
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