Building land in the middle of nowhere with the house prices?!

is no different here in Berlin, just a good day and a good way, and at the latest after a month even the snobbiest neighbor will greet back.

We are already well known all over the street. Although actually our dog is. He is also very popular (Bei den menschlichen Nachbarn. Bei den Hunden kommts drauf an).

our dog

At our place, the neighbor's poodle is just called "the curly wolf". They are really cute; at my place, he would be popular too.

Then you get a comment like "there is nothing there at all." The children do notice that!

They understand more than you do when you look at this question:

What would you like to know? I don’t want to reveal details about the place,

After pages of discussions about infrastructure, villages, small towns, and so on, you ask what would be important, well.

And of course the children pick up on what you babble to them. It’s the same with other topics: “Are you not feeling well,” turns into “Dad, are you sick?”
If Aunt Gisela is stingy, the children repeat it.
But whatever. It’s perfectly okay if you decide against it. That is also brave and definitely honest with yourself.
About the nowhere-place Lummerland: it is not a nowhere-place, there is a developing infrastructure present.

Interesting discussion, it is not asked for, but I’ll also give my two cents. I grew up as a child in the village, there was nothing except farms and a small corner shop. Maybe 200 inhabitants. There were no cell phones or internet yet, so growing up in the village was perfect. We were always outside, playing dodgeball and soccer with the other kids on the main street in the evenings. Maybe a car passed by every half hour. But I haven’t seen that for many, many years, not even in the village. For shopping, people went to the corner shop or got their groceries directly from the farm. For doctors, clubs & co., you had to drive 5-15 km. I lived in the big city for 6 years when I was in my late 20s. That was also a nice time, but I couldn’t imagine growing old in the city or raising my children there. My wife grew up similarly to me. For us, it was clear that we would move back to the countryside. We found the perfect solution for us in an 8000EW small town. Living very close to nature. (50m Luftlinie) have supermarkets in town about 400m straight line distance (Rewe, Lidl, Norma), plus Rossmann, Quickschuh, Takko, NKD, Tedi (I hardly went inside the latter, but if you like it), several bakers, butchers, spice shop, furniture store, kitchen studio, doctors, some restaurants, kebab stands, pizza, ice cream parlor, gas station, sports club with many sports possible, 4 kindergartens, primary and secondary school, Realschule, plus several large employers. So, almost everything except a hardware store is available. However, there are also several hardware stores within a 10 km radius. The next bigger town with over 40,000 inhabitants is 10 minutes away, the next metropolis 45 minutes by car. Highway entrance 5 minutes away, even with a small outlet included. We lack nothing there, everybody knows each other and greets each other, maintains a good neighborhood, and still has the feeling of living in the village but with almost all the advantages of a city. The only thing to admit is that for rebellious teenagers, there is not much offered, but even they grow up here. The depreciation of a property should also be limited here.

It always depends on where I live. So, the 'region.'

Somewhere in or near metropolitan areas, life can become hell. Apart from the high prices. Personally, I find the quality of life here in the countryside significantly higher for us than in the city.

My commute is 20 km. But I have been driving for many years and have never had a traffic jam. My travel time is always 22 minutes.
Since our house was not that expensive, I only work from 7 a.m. to 3 p.m. At 3:22 p.m., I am punctual at home.

Netto, Lidl, Edeka, pharmacy are on the way. The doctor comes to the village twice a week. In the neighboring town, there is a rural doctor’s practice where young doctors take turns specializing. They come from the city.

The hospital is 25 km away. But we probably all don’t want to go there voluntarily.

Otherwise, due to aging, the structures here in the countryside are better for older people than in the city. Transport services, nursing services, medicine transport, etc.

Amazon still delivers here on Saturdays at 8 p.m. Sometimes even on the same day.

However, the most important point for me is the care of our child. Our child is a country child and does not want to go to the city.
The school in the small town, 6 km away, is very good, if not the best in the whole state.

Class size is 17 children and 2 teachers in the classroom. School-owned swimming pool, medical service, new school building, new gym, comprehensive care options. Here there are neither children who do not speak German nor dirty school toilets.

The children wear slippers inside the school building. By the 4th grade, all children in the class can read and write. Unlike most other schools.

I can also send my child alone to the playground. In the neighbor’s garden, cows roam. The ice cream truck comes to the front door on weekends just like the baker daily. A butcher and a beverage supplier also come.

The bus stop is 20 m away. Every 2 hours, a bus runs to the train station with a connection to Leipzig. If I want, I am in Leipzig’s market square in 1 hour.

If I drive the 50 km to Erfurt by car, I am in less than 3 hours from my home to Munich city center. The ICE takes 2.14 hours. No problem to go to Munich shopping or for a beer.

I claim that individual quality of life in the countryside is now significantly higher than in urban areas.

Yesterday, I was traveling in the greater Hannover area. Honestly, what do you want there? Traffic jams, traffic jams, traffic jams. Annoyed people everywhere. Dirt, concrete, and everything built up. There might still be some peace in the Lüneburg Heath, although today the tanks are firing there too and a large part is a military restricted area.