Across the street was the Brio boutique that had much cheaper variants of all the Brio assortment (I almost wrote sortiment there, and had to really think for a second) and other games and toys. Some of them were as much as 50% cheaper than regular toystore prices. Excellent Christmas shopping and now I've got something for my nephew and several things for Martin & Karin.
GETTING THERE, however, was another story. We got lost and turned around repeatedly. Called for directions after the first realization that we weren't sure we were headed in the right direction, and the woman at the museum sent us the wrong way. Stopped and asked at a house, and the man even drew a map in the gravel, again sending us off to the wrong place (he sent us to the Brio FACTORY, not the museum). Felt we were getting closer though so continued, but had to stop and ask yet another person, who finally pointed us in the right direction. Not one sign to be seen ANYWHERE in town. Geez.
Before Brio, we headed into the Swedish hinterland, and visited a tiny little sightseeing attraction in the friendly little "town" of