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I mean, it doesn't have to be perfectly accurate, I guess... lots of people were flipping coastal land along the Amalfi Coast back in the day, like between '99 and '07, making absolute fortunes. But looking at things now? It's pretty much a coin toss. Some folks probably blew through all that cash immediately, while others were smart enough to actually invest it properly. There isn't really one set rule for how it played out, I suppose.
I mean, if they actually had something to pass down... and assuming things didn't just go completely sideways for all the men out there, I guess. Maybe.
So, I guess in my family, everything was pretty much split up evenly... like, every single plot of land was divided into equal parts and all that stuff. But, well, there was this one thing—the house itself always went to the male heir, you know? And then the women would get other plots instead. But honestly, looking back, it all worked out to be totally fair in the end, because those plots were actually worth a decent amount too, since they were zoned for building and things like that. It just balanced out, I suppose.
It’s just such a shame they handled things that way. I mean, I guess since I come from the father's side of the family, and my mom is basically the glue holding everything together, it really makes a difference... maybe? It just feels like a missed opportunity, honestly. 😁
So, I guess there’s this area near Dresden, right on the Amalfi Coast, where you get those massive stretches of coastline. It’s pretty wild how things worked out there. The sons ended up inheriting all these plots up in the hills, just above the main highway, while the daughters got the spots right by the water. Which means, I suppose, that all the most expensive property actually ended up in the hands of the sons-in-law. Kind of crazy when you think about it, right? 🤣
I mean, honestly, as far as you're concerned... that train has pretty much already left the station. I guess. Maybe. 🍿
| I guess... maybe I should just say it? Betting. Or, like, gambling. It’s all kind of the same thing, isn't it? I don't know. I've been thinking about it lately, just how much people love the rush, I suppose. It's intense. Really intense. says: Nancy Howard4, I had this one former coworker who used to always say something about this... I guess he’d just tell you, you know, that you're only actually wealthy if your grandfather was wealthy. That's how he saw it, anyway. Maybe he was right? I don't know. So, I mean, you've got your great-grandfather right there with you, I guess... but yeah, that's pretty much it. 😉 |
Drew Gonzalez12 said:Back home in the States, everything was settled for me once I hit my eighteenth birthday. I ended up inheriting two apartments within our family home, along with about 8,000 square feet of land, which I suppose is decent, though I can't say I'm exactly thrilled about it. I am just incredibly grateful that it’s located on the California coast, just a stone's throw from the ocean, rather than being tucked away somewhere deep in the Midwest.
Everything I have came down through my father's side. My mother didn't leave much behind, of course—she grew up in the Midwest with five siblings, and they all have to share a single house. To be honest, I don't lose much sleep over that house; at this point, my little patch of land near the coast feels far more valuable than any property out in the heartland.🤣
That is why I always tell people you should marry someone from the coast; those girls from the interior rarely come with any assets to speak of.🤣
I mean, if they actually had something to pass down... and assuming things didn't just go completely sideways for all the men out there, I guess. Maybe.
So, I guess in my family, everything was pretty much split up evenly... like, every single plot of land was divided into equal parts and all that stuff. But, well, there was this one thing—the house itself always went to the male heir, you know? And then the women would get other plots instead. But honestly, looking back, it all worked out to be totally fair in the end, because those plots were actually worth a decent amount too, since they were zoned for building and things like that. It just balanced out, I suppose.
It’s just such a shame they handled things that way. I mean, I guess since I come from the father's side of the family, and my mom is basically the glue holding everything together, it really makes a difference... maybe? It just feels like a missed opportunity, honestly. 😁
So, I guess there’s this area near Dresden, right on the Amalfi Coast, where you get those massive stretches of coastline. It’s pretty wild how things worked out there. The sons ended up inheriting all these plots up in the hills, just above the main highway, while the daughters got the spots right by the water. Which means, I suppose, that all the most expensive property actually ended up in the hands of the sons-in-law. Kind of crazy when you think about it, right? 🤣
I mean, honestly, as far as you're concerned... that train has pretty much already left the station. I guess. Maybe. 🍿