Buying the clock!

Having left Hohenschramberg, we headed back towards Triberg for a clock. We'd noticed an attractive place on the road between Hornberg and Triberg, the "House of Black Forest Clocks". We’d agreed befor ewe ever left home that we’d do a lot of shopping before buying something. So, of course, we walked into this first shop, fell in love with a clock and bought a clock for us and one for each of the kids! We felt good about the place, though, especially after a tour of the shop upstairs where the clocks are assembled. The lady who waited on us ran the shop and claimed it had been in her family for generations. As it later turned out, we never saw a clock we liked better or a shop that didn’t impress us as 100% tourist trap.