In a clean-cut suit, briefcase firmly in hand and a shiny pink piggy bank under his arm, Kamiel Maes, a groundskeeper for the parks department, stands at the door of the five-star hotel. The sliding doors open and the luxurious lobby appears. Whereas in everyday life Kamiel works in the park in front of the hotel and sees one Mercedes after another drive up, his savings have ensured that today he is standing on the other side of the door. In an overenthusiastic mood, Kamiel waltzes through the world of money and business. While everything seemed like a utopia to Kamiel, it turns out to be more of a world of unhappiness. Happiness proves to be relative, and the scents and colors of plants and flowers remain Kamiel's happy home.