Georgia / Slice of Americana

Go to a Flea Market, You’ll Be a Better Person For It

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After six months out of the country, I had a bit of catching up to do. You know, eat a few juicy burgers, visit my favorite stores, and watch a little TV, that kind of thing. Something that wasn’t on the list, but was added after a trip to the Savannah Tourist Board, was going to a flea market. I maintain there is no place in the country to get a bigger dose of Americana than a good, southern flea market.

The stuff for sale can be a trip through our wonderful, halcyon past, and at the same time present the scary reality of culture today. But love it or hate it, there’s no denying that it’s a fun way to spend a little time.

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Art is in the eye of the beholder, but the artistic display of bras in the photo above was so well arranged and colorful that I couldn’t resist a photo. However, even if I wore a bra, given the stern look on the face of the proprietress, I would be reluctant to rummage through to find my size.

After years of “flea marketing”, I have come to realize that to be a true flea market, there has to be a booth that sells old signs. The only sign missing from this collection is the old Coca-Cola sign that took me on many speedy slides down snowy hills.

Deer

I only saw three stuffed deer heads today, but with the strategically placed NO PARKING sign, and the John Deere hat, this one just spoke to me. FYI, directly behind this deer head was a stuffed mountain goat, but there was so much “Americana” cluttering the aisle, that I couldn’t get a good picture.

brain lamp

And I can’t believe that some doctor hasn’t snatched up the “brain lamp” for his waiting room.

golf xylophone

The juxtapositions that happen at flea markets can be incredible. Golf balls and a xylophone. I’m picturing a circus act that tosses the golf balls and plays a tune on the xylophone.

boots n roses

This is the “hats ‘n junk” booth. There were only four or five of these booths today. Cowboy boots are an acquired taste, and to be honest, when I lived in Dallas, I owned a pair. But, I think these are boots for Vegas performers.

So here’s my suggestion – go to a flea market. Have a corn dog, eat some curly fries. You will be a better person for it.

Happy Trails,
James

P.S. And for you people that think this isn’t serious business, check out this link.

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