A Trip to Aldi Turned into...

A trip to the Glauberg Keltenmuseum. Now, since we were originally just taking a trip to the grocery store, I didn't have my camera with me, because I normally don't bring a camera with me to buy groceries. It's just something I don't do. Anyway, we have a super adorable retired old man for a Vermieter (German equivalent of landlord), and he's the one that takes us with him grocery shopping each week. He knows that Mike served his mission for two years in Scotland, so he thought we might be interested in the Celtic Museum in a nearby town. He asked us if we had any plans for the day (we didn't), and then took us to check it out.
I thought it was pretty interesting. Hubby thinks museums are boring, but I think he secretly enjoyed it (as much as someone who hates museums can enjoy them). Since I didn't have my camera on hand, I've had to steal some pictures from the internet (don't worry, I gave credit to the original photo-takers).

The museum (photo credit)

A statue that was found in a prince's grave (photo credit)

It was an adventure that we weren't exactly expecting, but it was something to do and it gave us an insight into this area's history. I thought it was a good way to spend a couple of hours, especially when the alternative was sitting around the apartment talking about how bored we are. 

In other news, we actually did buy something picture-worthy at the grocery store. 

They actually tasted better than the Cool Ranch Doritos, and they weren't all that expensive - 99 cents. Sweet, huh? A little taste of America!

See? He's being a "cool American!"

I even splurged and bought Peanut Butter. Uh oh. Watch out, world. We're being re-Americanized.