It all started with a dream... or rather, the kind of crazy. On one of the days when I was travelling around the country, we saw an abandoned plane on a level playing field. It wasn't anything spectacular, but the idea that he's trapped, in our mind, it's magic, "How would it be to make a plane for a place to stay?"
This may sound crazy. And yet... and yet, something was telling us that we need to try this. We are looking for a place to give life to our dream. Every weekend, we'll leave in Bucharest, trying to find that "home" for the us – but there was no call for us to be true.
Until one day when an announcement has carried us every step of the way in the west do. It was far away, yeah, yeah. But my heart told us to go to. That's how I ended up in the Matisesti, a village to the story, hidden among the mountains, in the county of Alba, Horea Commune. And there, in between the mountains, the serenity and the fresh air, and I knew that I had made it home.