I recently went to a great flea market in CT. It wasn’t anywhere near my house, but it was in CT and i appreciate that. The Elephant’s Trunk was my first big flea market in such a long time, and oh my… it was delightful! My husband had other words to describe it, but he enjoyed the fried dough. He was a pretty good sport considering there were probably 800 other things he’d rather be doing, including getting his teeth cleaned. We strolled up and down the isles overflowing with treasures… i saw a dozen things i thought i just had to have. But I passed on most everything and only spent a dollar, and then we shared the dough and a root beer. I thought it was a good time. And it got my creative juices going.
Anyway, fleas are my newest mini-obsession. Even though I’ve never been there, the Brooklyn Flea is my new favorite. I love the story about the people who created it. I will be going there soon I’ve decided. Husband will not be invited on that trip. I will spend all day there with my camera, my backpack, and some Twizzlers. I will spend much more than a dollar. No one will stop me. No one will rush me.
Really fantastic fleas are the sort of experiences i really crave and miss living out in the burbs of CT. But I can always read blogs about fleas! And I will go to the Brooklyn Flea. It won’t be long… I can feel it!
Anyone want to join me? Mel? Karen? Careesah? Amie? You know you want to! I will share my Twizzlers.