day 1: cologne
landing, fabric is purchased.
that is skill, my friends.
You read that right. Less than four hours and I had fabric in hand. While driving from Frankfurt to Cologne, we stopped in a tiny village for gas, food, and an ATM. My fabric proximity alarm was beeping, and my mom and I were magnetically drawn to the store with large rolls of cloth in a box outside. It was a darling little store, with women who only spoke German and me struggling to think of how I could say “half”. Awhile later we left, me with a shirt and skirt-to-be, and my mom with a shirt. I take great pride in my fabric magnetism.
We later headed to the Chocolate Museum in Cologne, which was quite interesting (and delicious!). History of chocolate, original ways of making it, modern factory pieces, and samples. The samples made it all worthwhile to my sleepy self.
Then it was dinner at a German restaurant and early bed in the cute apartment that we rented for the night.
