As usual, we ate and drank very well. We also managed to squeeze in some sightseeing and shopping. Once again, I planned on buying NOTHING and ended up coming home with quite a haul. Saturday afternoon:
Mrs. TBF: "Are YOU going to buy anything?"A few minutes later, I saw some crazy looking Italian, seersucker pants in the window of a store called Cortecci. One hour later, not only did I walk out with the pants, but I also had two shirts (one of them...very Chav!), one cotton sweater, two pairs of jeans, one belt, and one pair of "goldenrod" suede shoes. I was in sales for fifteen years, and let me tell you, the salesman at the store had some serious sales talent. "Mister...let me show you one more thing..." was his big line. And...it worked. I finally put a stop to things when he brought out a suit. I kind of think Mrs. TBF wanted me to buy it, but it ended up being a good thing that I held back because we were barely able to fit all our stuff in the trunk of the car for the return trip to Basel.
TBF: "I need absolutely NOTHING!"
I just loaded the pictures into the computer, but I have some things to do this afternoon - so I'll post some of them a bit later. Ciao!