We heard music at every turn on our trip to Leavenworth. One night we got to enjoy an authentic German meal, and one musician serenaded Abby throughout our meal. One hour past her bedtime, and she was still going strong. (Pay no attention to the dorky mom in the background…once a preschool teacher… 🙂 ).
Our hotel also provided some additional ambiance with an Alpine horn player during breakfast. We’re pretty confidant that this would have sounded a little better echoing in the Alps…but at least we got to see a man in his lederhosen.