When we get off the interstate, either to run smaller highways and byways, or to make deliveries; we often get to see into other people's lives. Roadside fruit and vegetable stands are my favorites, because I can stop and buy something that only temporarily takes up room in the truck.
Wonderful garage and yard sales are my least favorite roadside attractions. Why? Because I want to stop so badly!!!!!!!!!
This beauty was in Kansas City, Kansas. In the course of our delivery, we ended up going by this sale 4 times. The first was hard enough, but 4 times was agony I tell you. I would have bought those beautiful chairs. I lust after those chairs. Out with the ratty old Goodwill recliner and in with those babies. Of course, I don't have room (or a ratty old recliner) in the truck and I doubt that they would fit in the storage compartment under the bed. Damn.
As a result of regular fits similar to the one described above, we have decided to start thinking about looking for some kind of a landing spot up in the center of the country. Now that I have discovered that there are in fact more states in the Union that just Texas, I would like to experience them more fully. Eastern Kentucky, Tennessee and Western North Carolina are looking like likely spots.
Tony would like to have his guitars in a more centralized spot and I, of course, need to have a place to utilize all the cool crap that I will find all over the country