If you happen to be visiting my mother on a Saturday or Sunday, there is no question about it, you get up early and head to a flea market (Flohmarkt) for some surprise finds. So we did just that, against our desire to sleep in. Flea markets here are wonderful, there is anything and everything to be had, from toys over antiques to books and dishes, crazy things, odd things, jewelery, well really: Everything! Unlike markets in the US, here it is just private people selling off things they have no more use for and of course antiques dealers. It is so much fun, because you have no way of knowing what to expect, sometimes the greatest things for little money change owners, sometimes you find something fanatastic and it is too much. Of course we saw so many things that would have been awesome to have, but too big or heavy to take overseas. At one table they had this really cool travel typewriter from the 30s, Johanna and I were smitten, but it was just not reasonable for us to lug it with us.
Johanna wanted a purple scarf and found one, a friend of my mom's gave her a pocket knife she had her eye on, she got a game about Venice - including the thrill of paying 2 Euros for something that would cost 30 in a store - and she also bought a scarf for Sophie, who found herself a wooden owl. For myself I got an old 'Sammeltasse', which is a cup-saucer-plate set and a small sauce ladle in the pattern of our silver. There was a nice woman making these wonderful hats and I had to buy one for Johanna, it looks so nice on her and I am a bit envious, it looked really stupid on me, it's not fair (stomp, stomp, pout).
Now we are all reading while lunch is being made and then we are off to a wilderness park.
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