{"id":98644,"date":"2020-07-25T03:18:24","date_gmt":"2020-07-25T08:18:24","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/sobarnes.com\/?p=98644"},"modified":"2021-05-17T06:24:20","modified_gmt":"2021-05-17T11:24:20","slug":"my-mothers-castle-in-the-basque-country","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/sobarnes.com\/en\/realestate\/my-mothers-castle-in-the-basque-country\/","title":{"rendered":"My Mother's Castle, in the Basque country"},"content":{"rendered":"

When you were little, you would pile into the back of your parents\u2019 grey Renault Dauphine together with your brother and sister, and off the five of you would go on your summer holidays. At the end of the road, your father would say: right or left? To the right, the family would be off to Brittany; to the left, the holidays would be spent in the Basque country. That was the tradition - every year, the holidays would be put to the family vote. You would start negotiations with your brother a month beforehand to make sure he voted with you. It had to be the southwest that won! You haven\u2019t thought about all this for years, and yet here, standing in this fully restored 17th<\/sup>\u00a0century farm, spanning 4,844\u00a0sq\u00a0ft plus outbuildings, these memories come flooding back. You recognise the fireplace in the living room and the view from the bedroom on the second floor... This is it. This is where you used to come to spend your holidays when the left route won the day. A wave of nostalgia washes over you. The memory of summer happiness. The 12-acre property is for sale. There\u2019s no such thing as coincidence.<\/p>\n\n\t\t