Cultural travel, it's all the rage. No longer do we have to stand inert in front of the Colosseum in Rome while someone holding an umbrella spouts important facts. We can laugh with a baker in Siena as he displays his big loaf in front of his enormous oven, or drive a vintage Fiat 500 in Florence. We can mountain bike in the Schist Villages of Portugal or drive on a racetrack in Germany.
I was thinking about this as we took a cultural tour of Rome with Eddies Fun, a great way to learn about the Roman way rather than about the emperors who reigned while the monuments were built.
Vinegar pralines? Well, you can taste them while you're doing all the Things You Didn't Know You Could Do in Germany. I'm drooling over the sausage factory, but maybe that's because it's lunch time.
We live in interesting times.