BUT don't leave without visiting 'Schliesselberger,' a centuries old, family-owned belt shop. Stick around, chat a bit, make your way upstairs. Buy a belt, or four, or five. Or let them match one to the shoes you're wearing. If you're really nice, they might let you see the workroom. The owner graciously showed my sons his collection of snake and alligator skin, the differences between fake and real ostrich hide, and generously presented them different types of scrap leather as gifts. The boys carried them around for days, took them to show and tell, whined for their 'leathers' when they disappeared behind train seats or couch cushions. The experience was funner than Disneyland, more enjoyable than the Sound of Music tour.
Next time you travel abroad, go ahead and enjoy yourself. You know, try not to be a tourist.
Name: Reluctant Nomad Home: Austria About Me: I photograph banal subjects to remind myself of the beauty in everyday life. I have two little boys who love me even when I'm crazy and a hubby who loves me in spite of it.
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Sounds delightful and just the most perfect outing. I love the pics that you took. YOu are so talented