I had been in search of “the chair”. ”The chair” required certain qualities. I had searched antique shops, second hand stores, and thrift stores with no luck. On day this summer I was perusing a photography forum and I saw it. I sent an email to the photographer asking about where she found “the chair”. Just so happens her chair was one of a pair. The photographer happily provided the store information. A call to the shop keeper to put the chair on hold and confirm directions. He thought I was crazy when he realized where I was driving from.
I convinced my youngest son “ike” to go on a “junkin adventure”. Little did he know what he was in store for. We drove for 3 hours. We are not off the highway and the shop was going to close in just a few minutes. I thought a quick phone call to the shop keeper to let him know I was almost at there. The grumpy shop keeper told me I’d better hurry cause he was closing…
We weren’t in the store 5 minutes and back on the road.
The trip was worth it (although I doubt Ike would agree).
When we stopped we were losing light quickly. I needed a tripod… had to brace myself against the pink jeep to minimize movement (oh and it was a bit windy).
