Make yourself a cup of tea (or coffee) and pull up a chair. There is no way I can shorten the story of THIS day in Bavaria.
On the day we went to Bad Tölz , we stopped on the way to bathe in the Isar River. Except we couldn't because there were hikers around.
Instead we jumped the fence and went into the fields to play with cows wearing bells. We explained to them that cows in America don't wear bells and we can't help it that we find the sound so charming.
The plan, once we arrived, was to wander a bit and check out the farmers market. Which we DID.
There was much to see.
Including the market! I was delighted to find blueberries. From a very nice German farmer. Who was gracious enough to pose for me.
There was also a pen/paper store. All stores like this must be explored. It's a rule when you travel with the Moss Sisters.
We might have started to run when we saw these umbrellas and tables and chairs all set up so invitingly.
This is the table we sat at while we enjoyed our cappuccino and watched small boys discuss important topics (should we go left or right ahead?) while on a bike ride.
It was while we were on our way to check out the church that I spotted this little quilt store.
Inside, Lisa, the proprietor, was giving a lesson to a friend. They were happy to stop and chat with us. Lisa actually broke out in a rendition of "It never rains in California" and "Going to Kansas City" when we told her where we were from. I am not making this up.
One of the best parts of travel is making connections. Finding things in common with people you meet.
Lovers of quilting and fabric can always spot a kindred spirit.
We of course made purchases. How could we not?
Then we moved along to that church waiting to be explored. I love to check out churches, and when I find one that is not occupied, I test the acoustics. Which I did from that golden-colored,elevated, pulpit thingamajig on the right. I am pretty sure sister said she thought I sounded like an angel.
The alleys of a small town are a wonderful place to meander. We admired flowers and buildings and all the ordinary things of life that don't look at all commonplace to someone from Kansas.
Finally we headed back towards the river.
But not before peeking into back yards and seeing little cottages that made us want to knock on doors to see if anyone was home to "play house" with.
And that my friends, is the story of our trip to Bad Tölz, faithfully recorded, especially for you.
If you get to Germany, and specifically to Bavaria, you will want to make a trip here. For all the reasons I mentioned above. Including the chance to see a cute baby wearing a knitted hat while being held by her beer drinking, bearded, father.