We looked at roofing materials.
We looked at bricks.
We looked pissed.
What amazed me was the sheer number of exhibitors and people that were there. Most Germans love to complain about the financial situation of the country, but that pessimism was no where to be found this weekend. The show on Sunday was so full, that there was no parking and you had to walk five minutes in the pouring rain from the field to the trade show building.
We also went and saw the model house of the one we are in love with. As you can see below, the kitchen is to die for. We can in no way afford this house (even if my income did count!), as it is over 250,000 Euro. However it was nice to dream.
This particular builder does have several smaller, more affordable homes. We talked to the sales manager for about 2 hours yesterday. In order to make us an offer, he asked us all kinds of questions about fireplaces and bathtubs and flooring. I was not prepared for these questions. All I could think is, "Do I have to decide this RIGHT NOW?" After about twenty minutes, my eyes glazed over and all I heard was:
Salesman: "Blah, blah, aber Blauhks, blah, und BLAH!"
German: "Wank, Blah, und you know it BLAH!"
The sounded like the parents and teachers in the old Peanuts cartoons. I hope I did not sign over my first born child.