An entire 120-year-old, two-story, three-bedroom, two-bathroom brick house in a not-so-bad neighborhood, with a full, dry basement, hardwood floors, and a roof that doesn't appear to leak, a garage/shed out back, and a back yard you could technically plant food in, or fence in for the dog. Longish walking distance from my mother's house, even closer to the library, and 1.8 miles from my sister's office.
As I told my sister, the bricks alone are probably worth $8000, if you could bear to demolish such a nice old place.
The only possible drawback is that there is no work to be found anywhere in the vicinity. Since this is equivalent to the situation here in Puerto Rico, it's demonstrably not a problem for me.
The only real stumbling block we have -- two, really -- is that we are quailing before the idea of moving again when we finally have all our stuff in one place in the world, and our daughter is 14. She's just really started making good friends here, and while the thought of being close to family is tempting, it's not going to be easy for her. I showed her she'd have her own door, though, and she said, "Ooh." And the high school has a variety of AP classes, plus they have dual enrollment dealies with two local colleges. So she's weakening.
It's a big decision, but that whole "live for free" aspect is really attractive -- we could use the rent we're not paying to save up a down payment on a house in Budapest, for instance. Then we'd have attained our long-term goal of having solid bases in both countries.