Gideon Buurma
Where do I even begin... We were looking for a detached house with plenty of space and peace. We found a beautiful property on Funda that fell within our budget. Reacting via Funda wasn't possible, so you have to call. Unfortunately, that turned out to be a challenge; Fryslan Homes is difficult to reach. Making an appointment was also tricky because it was quite a drive. Why would you take on a job that’s far outside your 'reach'. Anyway, once we managed to make an appointment, we arrived at the property – a beautiful 90s house with a driveway for 3 cars. Unfortunately, we couldn't park on the driveway because the realtor had parked his excessively large Jeep so that no car could be placed in front or behind it. 'Okay, then we’ll have to park the car along the very narrow street.' Once inside, the realtor quickly let us look around independently because he absolutely needed to sit on a chair and play with his phone. Totally uninterested in his potential clients. We had asked about the condition of the house and whether any leaks were known. The realtor assured us that the property was in excellent condition and that there were no signs of leaks. Despite the negative signals, we still decided to make an offer on the property. Eventually reached an agreement. During the transfer, we were of course excited to receive our first home. During the final inspection, we walked through the house and noticed that the boiler was set to service mode. 'Just needs topping up,' I thought. Unfortunately, it turned out that the boiler was broken. When we reported the problem to the realtor (on the same day as handover), we received a message saying that the file had already been closed. Oh great, let a service technician come... damage 350 euros. A few days later, it started raining and rainwater began to seep down through the spotlights in the bay window. When we tried again to get an explanation from the realtor, he stated that he was not aware of this because the seller had filled out forms stating that the house was in excellent condition. Remarkable, as the realtor and the seller were friends with each other. Now you can naturally find something wrong with the fact that we didn't have a structural inspection carried out, but the realtor has an information duty. The realtor and the seller knew very well what they were selling, but decided not to be honest about it. The realtor in question, Marco van Leeuwen, did not intend to be honest about his dealings. So be warned and don’t fall for his nice stories. He is unreliable and lies to line his own pockets. Now Marco de Leeuw will probably give a clever response to this story, but never forget: a warned person counts for 2! So be wise and do not do business with this unreliable realtor. Unless of course you are out to sell a bad house, he can do that best. In this time Marco will sell his little houses, but one day the tides will turn and Fryslân homes will have to rely on reviews on the internet. I hope everyone learns something from our story…