The reflection of the teeming pool water at the bottom of the terrace crossing, playing the piano while watching the hundreds of starlings nesting in the tall poplars at night, the fantastic parties with friends and family in the forest of 'Camping Waterwheel', the view of the pony and other animals, showering outside in complete privacy, the vegetable and flower garden... What we are going to miss here is too much to mention. The flagstone tiles on the terrace always remind us of holidays. This place changed us as human beings and even made us do what we are going to do: emigrate to Italy. This is a place to never forget.