We arrived shortly after 11 in the morning - just in time for everything to close for the two-hour lunch break in the middle of the day. We picked up a map from the tourism office and made our way down to the lake-front to look at the ducks. It was raining lightly and the breeze off the lake was a bit chilly, so we only stood around for a couple minutes before going to explore the rest of the town, which turned out to take much less time than we expected.
As we got into the middle of the tiny town, we saw several brightly painted frogs suspended on wires hanging between the buildings leading towards the whole reason for our expedition : the Frog Museum! The website explains far better than I ever could, so allow me to cut and paste:
"One special attraction is the 108 frogs all portrayed in scenes from everyday life. Back in about 1850, a Napoleonic guards officer developed a fascination with frogs and started collecting them as a hobby. He extracted the innards through their mouths and refilled them with sand before putting them into displays. If it is originality you are seeking, you won’t be disappointed."
We certainly weren't!
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You didn't like the picture I sent :(
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You should blog about it! ;-)
Oh man, that's crazy! This kid I went to high school with, Dave Stone, was able to get the skin off his Biology frog in on piece! He then stuffed it, and made a little froggy pillow with it!
That is too too funny - and pretty darn gross, too. Apparently Mr Dave Stone had a long-gone Swiss kindred spirit - lol!
eeeeewwwwww!! Maybe one day I will be able to make it out there and you can take me there...
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