Before we set out to view apartments for sale in Amsterdam, I thought Marlon and I knew what we wanted. Our wish list included:
- A minimum of 80 square meters—smaller than our current place, but not too small
- Something special—period details such as original moldings or exposed beams
- Ground floor or first floor, max
- Two bedrooms—one for us, one for the baby (plus a possible future kid)
- A bathtub and a back yard would be nice, at least a balcony will do
- An open kitchen
It turned out that we had only the vaguest idea. Our broker (who specializes in expat rentals, but gamely took us on) easily stumped us by asking questions like: “If you were to rank your criteria, what would be your top three considerations and why?” Cue long and puzzled silence.
That’s why our first “housing tour”, as they call it here, was so important. Each of the six apartments we saw was like a date, or a mini-relationship. Each clued us into a little piece of what we wanted and didn’t want—which, like love and many other things in life, are tedious but necessary steps that eventually lead to The One.