Today, I was invited to a Turkish breakfast in the Naschmarkt. I had never heard of a Turkish breakfast before coming here. It involves fresh bread, excellent honey, feta cheese, olives, and other goodies, plus coffee. I am now a fan!
Afterwards, since I was a only few blocks from Caritas, I dropped by there again. The pickings were slimmer this time, and it was pretty crowded, but I still filled my bag for 7 Euros and change.
I could have bought any of the following: a saddle, an Alpine sled or two (or three or four), tons of heavy-duty Austrian canning jars with neat glass tops, a piano, a harpsichord (I think), many pieces of postwar painted furniture, several enormous wardrobes, a million ceramic figurines, lederhosen, or a bunch of extremely tacky china from various decades and from various tourist sites around Europe. Some of the last lot is pretty tempting, to tell you the truth. The problem is, you’d have to have a lot of it to make an impact…hmmmm.
Anyway, in the interest of Documenting the Experience, here’s what I came home with this time.