Sunday, July 5, 2009

It was the fourth of July,

and instead of waking up to the smell of barbecue, I woke up to the insistent pestering of my mother. " Tuc ya dee! We're going to the flea market!" What the fuck? The flea market? We haven't been there in ages. I asked," Do I have time to shower?" and she promptly said, "No, shower later," and left. I grabbed jeans off the floor and a shirt from the closet, jumbled them together on my body, brushed my teeth, and walked downstairs and through the garage door. I eased into my dirty white converse as I peered around for any hint, sign, or clue of my dad's whereabouts. He's usually the first one outside and today I thought I might've beaten him. I was wrong. I heard the side gate clank as my dad walked out, a blue metal stroller trailing behind him. He beeped the car as I opened the trunk to help him load up the stroller. I then grabbed four water bottles and dropped them into the front of the car. My brother, sister, then mother came out afterwards and we were off. When we got there, it was a slow beginning, like always, but I quickly found what my heart was searching for. Through the endless rows of electronics, I found an antique alarm clock that also doubled as an am/fm radio. The clock was analog. I fell in love. I quickly discussed between my brother and sister, and then asked the lady, "how much?" "Five," she said. I bargained for four and a minute later I was walking away with a plastic bag with my 'brand new' clock/radio. It seemed as if I were on a treasure-finding-roll, because about twenty minutes later, I struck gold again when I found an old 80's-looking boombox made by Sanyo. I was instantly hooked and quickly turned to inquire its worth when I was beat to it by a "Ocho dolares," that came out of the man's mouth. I quickly declined and replied with, "five." He took the bait and in the end I had a boombox and alarm clock. Oh, how lucky I am. My luck turned even better when I arrived home to find both of my treasures working! I gave a victory screech and pranced around the house while music played from the Sanyo boombox. It felt like love.