Sunday, November 8, 2009

900 Venders One Venue , a Flea Market!

For a few years now I have wanted to go to one of the attractions that somehow I had missed in this overly attractions wealthy state in all of our over twenty-three years of living here. A major flea market just south of here, I’m not going to mention it by name because my critique of it is not going to be very favorable.
It hawks itself as being the largest of its kind with being on over fifty acres.
But that is not what I have taken to task, for that much is true, thank heavens for my scooter and all those benches for Hubby to sit and rest on while he caned his way around this truly enormous place!
The problem is not necessarily with this particular place, but the concept of the flea market itself, why we even have two of our own locally that we have tried as well.
Even while still a northerner I am sure we had been once or twice to those up there.
And I seem to always come home with the same feeling, why did we bother?
You see now here’s my problem, and it comes from a bit of experience with retail since that’s what I did on off for many decades and also went to college for.
I never find a bargain and feel that the venders are just using this location with a very low overhead to make a larger profit. Now nothing’s wrong with that; this is America and capitalism is alive and well, but for some possible naiveté on my part I almost always look for the deal, but never ever find it or this time even what I had made on my mental list of a couple of baskets in wicker (not one in the place, the storage type that is), large tropical decals that look like etched glass (yes but three times the price of the home store, huh?), and a reasonably priced Buddha garden statue (not a one) for a reflecting sitting area in one of our gardens, no luck what-so-ever. I am stuck when I do this. I surely cannot change my mind on my objectives, once my desire to get something I want or need, I am like a dog with a bone, and nothing else will do. And so consequently we came home with nothing but full bellies from our lunch there (also not that cheap, and lacking in ambiance) , oh, all right we did come home with navel oranges, five in a bag for two dollars, and they were the size of an infant’s noggin!

Hurricane Ida is heading for the United States, well, so much for meteorologists knowing the future too! Louisiana, Governor Jindal has already declared a state of emergency for his state!
We here in southwest Florida are supposedly not going to get it too bad from just its outer rims, some wind, and some rain, but they also said Ida wouldn’t become a hurricane again, so we will keep our eyes and ears tuned to the boob tube, by gosh! Who knows it could make a sharp turn like Charlie did!


Good night to all and to all count those blessings and we will too!

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