Some people choose camping or fishing at the lake, others opt for sandy beaches or a snazzy resort. I’m a little different than most. For vacation, I’m hitting the road to go junkin’. That’s right, endless hours scouring through unair-conditioned spaces, plundering dusty shelves looking for those long forgotten treasures of the past. Sounds perfect, right?
I’ll be the first to agree, it’s not for everybody. I know some people would laugh at the rusted, chippy pieces that make me giddy. There’s just something about the thrill of the hunt, the element of surprise, never knowing what you just might find.