Rachel thought Alec would like to
go to a flea market....in Germany!
Saarbrucken is only supposed to
be 45 minutes away but the GPS
and road work made it over an hour.
Like most European cities, there is a lovely
square with restaurants circling it and a market
selling fabulous bread, cheeses, honey products
and flowers.
Brigitte, a french friend of Rachel's
lives in Saarbruken. (used to live
in Roanoke and her daughter Claire went
to Roanoke Catholic). We finally met
Brigitte and walked through our first
German flea market. Walking through the
market I heard quite a bit of English but
not much French. In fact, when asking
a woman for direction she said she spoke
no French but her English was excellent.
Unfortunately I didn't take any photos of
the market, I was too busy looking for
treasures. Alec bought me a great purse,
a gift for mothers day. He bartered the price
down from 10 euros to 7 euros.
He also bought three painted soldiers for his dad...
and a German arm band for the
Volunteers of the People's Police to add
to his militaria collection.
.
We had lunch with Brigitte.
Jeff, I had to try a dark, German beer
called a Schwarzbier,
Looks good but it simply wasn't as good as yours.
After a quick morning in Germany we drove back home to
attend our art exposition in Chatel St. Germaine, Rachel exhibiting
her paintings and me, my pottery....stay
tuned for reflections on our exhibition.
go to a flea market....in Germany!
Saarbrucken is only supposed to
be 45 minutes away but the GPS
and road work made it over an hour.
Like most European cities, there is a lovely
square with restaurants circling it and a market
selling fabulous bread, cheeses, honey products
and flowers.
Brigitte, a french friend of Rachel's
lives in Saarbruken. (used to live
in Roanoke and her daughter Claire went
to Roanoke Catholic). We finally met
Brigitte and walked through our first
German flea market. Walking through the
market I heard quite a bit of English but
not much French. In fact, when asking
a woman for direction she said she spoke
no French but her English was excellent.
Unfortunately I didn't take any photos of
the market, I was too busy looking for
treasures. Alec bought me a great purse,
a gift for mothers day. He bartered the price
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| Happy Mother's Day (France celebrates in June but I didn't tell Alec.) |
He also bought three painted soldiers for his dad...
and a German arm band for the
Volunteers of the People's Police to add
to his militaria collection.
.We had lunch with Brigitte.
Jeff, I had to try a dark, German beer
called a Schwarzbier,
Looks good but it simply wasn't as good as yours.
After a quick morning in Germany we drove back home to
attend our art exposition in Chatel St. Germaine, Rachel exhibiting
her paintings and me, my pottery....stay
tuned for reflections on our exhibition.
Congratulations Alec, you are strong to haggle. You are choose a very beautiful bag for your Mother !
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