By Jim Magdefrau
We actually managed a road trip a few weeks ago to see the great-nieces in action, via the Highway 63 route to Columbia, MO.
The theme for the day was auctions. Or flea market. The town of What Cheer had huge traffic signs on the north and south sides of town. In the fairgrounds, vendors were lined up for one of the biggest flea markets in the state, and it overflowed onto the neighboring streets. Trucks, trailers and tables.
Everywhere. Plenty of nicks and a ton of nacs. If you can’t find it here, you don’t need it.
We passed right through. Though I have to say I have friends who look out for me and found a handsome end table for me years ago. It breaks up my design approach of old cardboard boxes for furniture.
Well into the middle of Missouri is the town of Macon. There was a big auction on the north side of town. Parking was packed. At the school in the middle of town, there was a big car auction. On the south side of town was a livestock action. You could get a velvet poster of Elvis, a vintage car and a steer all on the same day in the same town.
The highlight of the trip of course was seeing the energy of the kids, ages 2 and 5, running, jumping, throwing, kicking, swinging, dancing, yelling and laughing, all in the span of one minute. If there were tears, the automatic cure was bubbles.
We had chick pea burgers, which I assume came from chick pea cows. Excellent seasoning. These were prepared inside. The vegetables were roasted on the grill outside.
It was good to get out of the state. I barely get out of the county these days, or even the driveway of my house. This will change as things loosen up. Heck, I might even walk to the post office.