The Junk Bonanza team road trip to the Three Speckled Hens flea market
in Paso Robles, Calif., was a serendipitous event. Junker Pam Curry, right, a flight attendant, grabbed a standby flight and joined the fun. (Vendor wranger Jane was still inside, networking, and missed her photo op!)
Pam took the second leg of the drive into Paso, steering us through rain, hail and finally, sun, then more rain. We arrived about 15 minutes late for our reservations at The Artisan
. (Like good junkers, we called ahead!)
Ki and Kim had the hanger steak with Bordelaise sauce, Pam and Emily the halibut. Jane opted for this incredible lettuce salad. Those two packs of peanut M and Ms didn’t go very far for the four-hour trip!
Then the five of us settled in to our room at the Paso Robles Inn, with Pam on the rollaway. Providentially, there were double sinks and a bar sink as well, so toothbrushing was not an elbows-out event!
It was unseasonably cold during the flea, and we had to turn on the wall-mounted, in-room heater. Unfortunately, none of us has an engineering degree from M.I.T. We could have used one. Jane and Ki saved the day.
That same degree would have come in handy while we packed up for the ride home. After the flea (and a winery tour!), we all had a lot more stuff to transport.
How many junkers does it take to pack a car? Five, and we were all sitting with stuff on our laps or beneath our feet all the way back. The sun was shining, the ocean was gorgeous, the warm feeling of days spent with junking friends was fabulous.
Then, as soon as it started, it was over. The SuperShuttle arrived (early! Hurried packing still under way!) to transport our group, sans Ki, to the airport, where, even with hours to spare, Jane and Pam almost missed the flight.
Never a dull moment with the Junk Bonanaza crew! While Ki had a restorative cup of coffee, we were winging our way back to Minneapolis.
Watch for posts soon on all the plans that were decided on and will be put into action!