So a guy grows up in San Jose California, lives in the suburbs. A little taste of nature with my studio in a little town of Saratoga. But I move to Los Angeles and get immersed in the LA, Hollywood scene. Fast cars. Movie stars. The entertainment business. I stay in that plastic hallway for 20 years, then make a big move to Belgium. And now, the city boy is buying a 18th century farmhouse with goats and chickens and horse stables. It’s not in great shape. We have a lot of work to do to it. But I am definitely out of my element. Not only in a foreign country, but moving into something I have absolutely no idea how to work with. But it’s an adventure. I should start a new journal catagory “City Guy to Farm adventure”. Woah man. Strange life.