Flea Marketing

Saturday, May 1, 2021 Flea Marketing We had a good time today--this entire vacation is both nothing out of the ordinary per se, but very relaxing in so many ways. This morning, we went out in the Jeep with two goals. First was to “case the joint” for a place to get propane--we’d been given two names of places, and wanted to see if they really were going to work out tomorrow. The second was to find “Antique Alley”, supposedly a largish antique store. I am still on my hunt to check out the Roseville situation these days. We did the propane first. It turned out that there was quite a bit of traffic along the main route of US 13 through Laurel, Delaware, which is where we were, but to get there, we went through country roads with no one else much around. The first place we checked did not have propane, but the other place was across the street. We drove in, and figured out how to get the RV into position at the propane tank, and where we could hook up after that. Mission accomplished! Then, after a stop at Dunkin Donuts, where I found out I had not just earned my free coffee, but they were giving me another one as a birthday gift, we continued through the construction traffic and found, not the antique store we were expecting, but a giant building with what looked like a flea market behind it. The place was hopping--and reminded us of Englishtown Market back at home. We used to love that place when we were teenagers--the kind of place you’d always find SOMETHING you need. Joe and I parked the Jeep on the grass verge (no place else to park) and immediately started “finding things.” He went one way, toward a table with plants, flowers, vegetables, fruits, chickens (live!) and stuff like that. I stopped at a table with jigsaw puzzles. I made a big $2.00 purchase of a puzzle “mat” (to roll up with a partially done puzzle inside it--I always wondered if they would work, and this one looked unused) and found him eyeing the tomato plants. We continued outside, but our only treasure was a $1 treat for Juniper. Inside, the downstairs seemed like a shuk-- little shops of clothing, toiletries, a hairdresser, all kinds of odds and ends (including rabbits for sale.) The antiques, it turned out, were on the second floor, and it was indeed a large area. However, we did not find a single thing of interest up there. Back outside around the other direction from the flea market was another smaller antique store, and they did have a couple of pieces of Roseville... not of much interest, though. Nevertheless, we really enjoyed just taking in the local color and wandering. By then we realized it was already 1:30 in the afternoon. So we went back to the campground at the state park, had some lunch, and then spent the rest of the day relaxing and reading. There were a lot of people canoeing and kayaking on the lake, but it all just seemed like too much trouble somehow. I did take walk with Cassie back to the lake, though, and took some photos to post here. When dusk arrived, I packed up the chairs, knowing we’d be leaving the next morning, we had some dinner, and that was our lazy day. I did sneak in a couple of pages of Daf Yomi, however, so it had that Shabbat feel. All good.