It’s a cold, windy and rainy day in Germany. My Australian companions are all rugged up with a scarf and a rain coat. The hoodie on the jackets are so tightly done up that they can hardly see out the front while we’re waiting at the bus stop. (It’s a pity I didn’t take a picture of that!)
The cold burns our cheeks and we step from one foot to another to keep warm when suddenly my mother in law bursts out laughing „What is that shop?“ pointing across the road „the bad accessories shop!?“ Her best friend joining in with laughter. Well, just from a translation point of view it would probably be the perfect shop to go to when you’re in need to find clothes for a bad taste party. But it’s far more boring, it’s actually a bathroom shop.