We usually have better luck when we stick to the lists, but sometimes it's the unplanned stops that end up being junk gold mines. This brings to mind one trip in particular, which shall always be known as That Time We Almost Went to Georgia.
The Blackbird girls are infamous for being slow travelers. What should be a three hour drive becomes an eleven hour event, because we are basically children with bank accounts. We stop. Often. An hour on the road makes us squirmy, and two hours becomes Are We There Yet? The bright side of this is that neither of us is particularly worried about checking into a hotel at midnight, as long as we got good junk along the way.
We decided to go to Georgia for two nights. We made our lists, threw in our bags, and hit the road. An hour later, because we were already itching for a fix, we had to make a quick thrift store stop to stretch our legs. It was an auspicious beginning. Within the first five minutes, I found the love of my life (one of many, I admit):
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| Ahh, globes.... |
We made it across the border to South Carolina, stopping here and there as the inspiration hit us, finding all sorts of little thrift stores and independent junk shops. And it was good junk, so we had to keep looking, right? Otherwise, we might have missed this:
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| Part of the ever-growing cocktail collection |
By the time 6pm rolled around, we were still in South Carolina. In the northern regions, actually. Just barely across the border. The thing about 6pm is that most smaller junk shops close at 4, 5, or 6pm. Salvation Army thrift stores close at 5pm or 6pm. Goodwills may close at 6, 7, 8, or 9pm, depending on the region. So you have a choice: do you keep driving, knowing that you might not find any more stores open, or do you stop for the night so that you can hit them all during early business hours? Nothing is more depressing than driving past closed thrift stores for hours at a time. Like I said, we have short attention spans when it comes to car travel. So, we found a hotel, got some food, and decided to continue to Georgia the next day.
We got up early-ish (thrift stores tend to open at 9am, so there's really no rush), and came upon a couple of shops within 5 or 10 minutes of the hotel. Thirty minutes later, we were repacking the car in the parking lot. Then we found another shop. And another. Then what happened? It was 6pm again, and we were STILL IN SOUTH CAROLINA, and we had repacked the car TWICE to accommodate the stuff. So, we stayed another night. At this point, Georgia was a distant dream, because we only had one more day, and that was supposed to get us back home. Also, the car was almost full.
We decided to make a loop, rather than retrace our route, because it was unlikely that all of those shops had fully restocked in the last 48 hours, and we might as well keep looking for junk. And...we found more stuff. We pulled off to a deserted end of a parking lot and repacked the car again. It took us the whole day, but we finally made it back home. In a straight drive, it would have taken us 5 hours to get to our first planned destination in Georgia. In our entire three day trip, we were never more than 3 hours from home.
This trip, like most others, happened in a Toyota Yaris hatchback. (I acquired an SUV a few months ago, so we now have double the cargo space.) The Yaris is a small car. Some would call it tiny. But I happen to excel at maximum utilization of a space. In other words, I am the Master Packer of our duo. Here is a picture of the car when we got home (and technically, we could have stopped a few more places--notice that there's still room in the car):
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| The next morning.... |
I recently discovered a list of our purchases from that trip (the only time we've bothered to make one), so here's the breakdown of what the Yaris brought home:
-mid-century lamp w/ vintage shade
-2 metal cupcake displays
-tin litho globe
-breakfast tray
-2 stretched fabric pictures
-3 framed needlepoints
-2 embroidered throw pillows
-7 vintage plaid wool blankets
-crochet blanket
-large plaid suitcase
-small floral suitcase
-3 ice buckets
-Strawberry Shortcake bedspread
-wicker wall shelf
-small wicker bookcase
-tin litho recipe box
-3 pcs. vintage fabric
-unframed needlepoint
-wooden tabletop book rack
-6 vintage purses
-12" metal display stand
-2 ceramic clowns
-3 sconces
-3 bird plaques
-vintage recipe binder
-vintage curtain panels
-vintage wall-mount tie rack
-7 scarves
-4 neckties
-embroidered wall hanging
-wall-mount clothing rack
-4 tea towels
-bucket
-jar
-floral runner
-Teddy Ruxpin bear
-1939 Atlas
-metal magazine rack
-vintage coffeepot
-2 sets vintage fondue plates
-5 patterns
-2 framed watercolors
-framed Navy class photo
-vintage ornaments
-pie keeper
-swizzle sticks
-6 vintage tins
-nesting doll
-misc. dishes, S&P, mugs
-misc. restaurantware
-large Atlas
-2 nut dishes
-men's tweed hat
-Turkish bottle
-amber hobnail egg plate
-vintage mail holder
-12 records
-giant metal fork & spoon
-sm. red desk lamp
-lg. framed Eiffel tower print
-wire egg basket
-2 vintage board games
-metal tray
-38 books
-5 vintage planters
-2 humans, 2 suitcases, 2 pillows, various snacks
We probably could have ventured a little farther in South Carolina, but once the car is packed to a certain point, it's risky to continue putting home base farther behind you. Even now, when we talk about That Time We Almost Went to Georgia, we get sidetracked by all the junk we found in such a small area, and we want to do it again. Sorry, Georgia. Maybe next time. Or maybe we'll plan a trip to Florida (wink wink). That should at least get us to Savannah before the SUV fills up and we have to turn around.
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