I said of course, and in fact it was so good that I already seen everything bought most what I wanted, so I could concentrate on letting Chris have fun... and boy, he did.
He loved the pottery:
Tried on this felted hat (and made stupid faces):
We found an other great outfit (mama's son, he is...):
Tried the bird whistle:
The traditional Hungarian instrument, called "citera":
He even wanted to try the traditional way of making lace... and guess what not only he sat in one place concentrating on it for more than 20 minutes, he actually got the hang of it...(which is more than what I could say for myself.):
We both were enchanted by the tiny, carved musical boxes:
And see how the other one works:
It took me more than an hour to drag him from there, and then I could only do it with the promise of going back:
Even I talked to the man (who is working with orphan kids, or kids who cannot live with their parents -ah, there is where his patient coming from)...I had to show him spinning with a top whorl spindle, and we talked great length about dyeing wool, especially KOOL AID dyeing, since I thought that would be absolutely harmless for the kids...
BTW can you see the utter concentration?