18 July 2012
One day while we were staying in Freiburg we walked through the market that is held by the Gothic church that towers over the city. There were vendors selling fresh flowers, local produce and sausages and small souvenirs. There was even a vendor selling locally made vegan sausages upon which we stuffed ourselves for lunch.
We wandered around for a bit and finally came upon a man with tables full of old books. In a box on one of those tables was a collection of dozens of small books with the most amazing prints on the covers. I wanted to bring all of them home but we finally narrowed it down to these six. The man selling the books hadn't even acknowledged our existence after browsing around his tables for half an hour so I thought it would be the perfect time to put all of my German lessons to use. I was so excited to finally try it out, since most everyone we encountered spoke very good English.
I was able to say, "Hello. I would like to buy something, please. Six books. How much do I owe you?" It was rudimentary at best, but he finally acknowledged us and we walked away with the books in hand. I think they are too lovely to put on a bookshelf so I'm looking for some deep frames (shadow boxes maybe?) to put them in and hang as a collection in our living room.
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