In Loudoun County, Virginia there are NO Dodge Grand Caravans.
At least I didn’ t see any. (And I looked!) BMW, Mercedes, Audi, Subaru, Toyota, Honda, Lexus, Volvo—these are the brands that clog the roads and highways in this neck of the woods.
Further, there is NO rust on cars. And really, there isn’t a recession down here.
My green van was an anomaly…(was being the operative word.)
Per the US Census of 2010, Loudoun County was ranked #1 in the USA for Highest Median Income.
My aunt lives in Leesburg, Virginia. And Leesburg is part of Loudoun County.
When I drove past a “Barn Sale” sign, I HAD to check it out. I know what I’ll find at a Barn Sale in Perry, Ohio. But a Loudoun County Barn Sale? I had to check it out.
It was a beautiful barn. On a gorgeous piece of property.
And I should have expected such a barn, after rolling down this long driveway. Then a quaint little, wood bridge.
If the Stunning property didn’t do it, surely one of the houses on the property (there were several…) should have been a clue.
Or the shiny, black BMW I passed on my way down the lane. Also, I parked by a scattering of very nice vehicles in a grassy field.
The Barn Sale?
Not much under $50. The furniture and antique items upwards of $500. I could understand if things were truly unique, but there wasn’t anything THAT special.
And there certainly weren’t any $1 items!!
Of course, I had just spent the previous day at the Luckett’s Spring Market that was nearby. Maybe that threw me off. Because the Spring Market was packed with stunning finds. It would be tough to compete with what I saw there.
Still…it seems that ‘Barn Sales’ are just different down here.
I didn’t buy anything. But I had the BEST time checking out the sale. People watching. Checking out the cars. Taking in the scene. Listening to conversations…
MORE AMUSING ANECDOTES from the Never-Ending trip.
The trip that isn’t over yet. After nearly two weeks, I’m still in Virginia.
Aunt Kate accidentally slipped on my sparkly, black flip-flops. And I heard her mumbling about how awful and uncomfortable they were. Next thing I knew, she bellowed up the steps…
Aunt Kate: I’m throwing your black flip-flops out.
And she did.
There were three dogs in the townhouse the past couple of weeks. We tried hard to keep it clean. Kept vacuuming couches.
But the Bailey the Beige Dog constantly slept on the Red couch. Leaving cream color hair all over the dark red couch.
Wouldn’t be so bad to vacuum the red couch.
But the The Little Black neurotic Dog was constantly on the creamy beige suede couch. Leaving black hair ALL over it.
They could have at least snoozed on the couches that matched their fur.
TALK OF BATHING SUITS:
Aunt Kate was thinking out loud while tapping away on her iPad. I was tapping away on my laptop. We were both distracted. (No surprise there…)
Aunt Kate: I’m going to need a new bathing suit.
Me: Hmmm… (I made as noise as I continued to type…)
Aunt Kate: That goes down to my knees…
Now she had my attention.
Aunt Kate: And down to my elbows.
We both chuckled. (She pointed to knees that aren’t quite what they used to be…)
Aunt Kate: You know like they used to wear in the old days…
Me: Actually, they might have had something there. With their modest bathing suits, long full length, sleeved cover-ups. Jaunty straw hats with the wide brims. Huge, dark sunglasses.
Like Audrey Hepburn…
Or this photo and the mood it sets…
Do we really need to see some of what we see at the beach??? It isn’t always as attractive as people think it is…
THE DOCTOR’S OFFICE:
I accompanied Aunt Kate to her doctor’s appointment today. They ushered us into a room, I sat down and this sign was on the wall. Couldn’t miss it.
But how much’ inclement weather’ IS there? Yes. They close cities down when there is an inch of snow. But how often do they get an inch?
Further it is May 25th.
Probably, they NEVER needed this sign. And they certainly don’t the snowflake and snowman sign now. Swimming pools are already open down here.
THE GREEN DODGE GRAND CARAVAN:
I can report that there are still NO Dodge Grand Caravan’s driving around in Loudoun County, Virginia. My van was MIA soon after my arrival. It was only on the road once during my visit. Mixed in with all the ‘fancy’ cars, trucks, SUV’s and vans.
I did recoup a little bit of cash when it died, before it got towed away.
When I return home in a car that isn’t mine, I’ll be borrowing my Dad (and his wife’s) car. But only for a couple of weeks…
I’ll soon be on the hunt for another vehicle.
When I get home, that is.
A NOTE ABOUT MY LAST BLOG… Had technical difficulties when I posted it. Then had to take it down. Then put it back up. My apologies to those directed to a page NOT there. Feel free to scroll back and take a look if you like. It is there now.