Friday I took a trip to the LA County Zoo. It's a really cool place to visit, lots to see. And the weather was beyond perfect for being outside all day! Check out my pictures from the day. :)
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Sunday, March 21, 2010
Thursday, March 18, 2010
One Man's Trash
Arroyo Blvd. off the 210 freeway can often be found backed up with cars heading for the Pasadena Rose Bowl. Between the sporting events, benefit walk/runs, and concerts, there is little rest for the weary on those jam packed residential streets. But on the second Sunday of every month, you may find it worthwhile to brave the bumper-to-bumper traffic to visit the Olde Tyme Flea Market, self acclaimed "one of the most famous markets in the world."
You'll find the $8 admission charge to this outdoor venue to be money well spent the moment you walk through the entrance gate. On the right side you'll find typical swap meet-esque booths lining the outer circle of the Rose Bowl stadium with legitimate businesses selling their wares. From shammies, bluetooths, and Crystal Mud, to "designer" handbags, dried fruit, and dog beds, this area is sure to at least pique the interest of the average swap meet shopper.
But all these things are just the beginning. The main attraction of the Flea Market lies within the land mass of antiques and vintage clothing. It begins with row upon row of antique odds and ends; china tea sets, old war memorabilia, vintage lamps, antique knives and swords, tarnished silverware, and paintings, to name a few. You’ll find worn out furniture begging to be taken home and reupholstered. An entire booth with tubs brimming with miscellaneous game pieces; scrabble letters, wooden monopoly houses and hotels, paper money, dice, and playing cards. Antique bicycles, and license plates, trunks, and cabinetry. All things are used, some appearing worn beyond repair, but by the end of the day many areas are wiped clean by avid antique shoppers eager to take home their “new” treasures.
The vintage clothing side of the market is perhaps the most intriguing of all. U-Haul trucks line up to pour out racks and piles of worn jeans, letterman’s jackets, old work boots, high heels, antique luggage, leather coats, sports jerseys, you name it, they’ve got it. It may take some patience on the shopper’s part to sift through the piles of what, from afar, look like rags to find worthwhile items, but if you have time to spare, and don’t mind touching slightly worn clothing, I’m sure it’s a worthy endeavor.
A day at the Flea Market is an experience all should enjoy at least once. Even if you don’t buy anything, it’s fun to see the things people have to sell, and interesting to wonder how they ended up with their stuff to begin with. So grab some sunscreen and a bottle of water, and hit the Flea Market with your friends.
You'll find the $8 admission charge to this outdoor venue to be money well spent the moment you walk through the entrance gate. On the right side you'll find typical swap meet-esque booths lining the outer circle of the Rose Bowl stadium with legitimate businesses selling their wares. From shammies, bluetooths, and Crystal Mud, to "designer" handbags, dried fruit, and dog beds, this area is sure to at least pique the interest of the average swap meet shopper.
But all these things are just the beginning. The main attraction of the Flea Market lies within the land mass of antiques and vintage clothing. It begins with row upon row of antique odds and ends; china tea sets, old war memorabilia, vintage lamps, antique knives and swords, tarnished silverware, and paintings, to name a few. You’ll find worn out furniture begging to be taken home and reupholstered. An entire booth with tubs brimming with miscellaneous game pieces; scrabble letters, wooden monopoly houses and hotels, paper money, dice, and playing cards. Antique bicycles, and license plates, trunks, and cabinetry. All things are used, some appearing worn beyond repair, but by the end of the day many areas are wiped clean by avid antique shoppers eager to take home their “new” treasures.
The vintage clothing side of the market is perhaps the most intriguing of all. U-Haul trucks line up to pour out racks and piles of worn jeans, letterman’s jackets, old work boots, high heels, antique luggage, leather coats, sports jerseys, you name it, they’ve got it. It may take some patience on the shopper’s part to sift through the piles of what, from afar, look like rags to find worthwhile items, but if you have time to spare, and don’t mind touching slightly worn clothing, I’m sure it’s a worthy endeavor.
A day at the Flea Market is an experience all should enjoy at least once. Even if you don’t buy anything, it’s fun to see the things people have to sell, and interesting to wonder how they ended up with their stuff to begin with. So grab some sunscreen and a bottle of water, and hit the Flea Market with your friends.
Thursday, March 11, 2010
Featuring: The Girl Behind the Blog.
I'm Megan, I'm 20 years old, and writing is my passion.
I'm a staff writer for Mt. SAC's Mountaineer Newspaper and Substance magazine.
I'm Catholic, and I volunteer with the junior high youth group at my church.
I work at a movie theater, I give blood, and I love everything about life.
I'm a sister, and a friend; sometimes both.
I play video games, I love bargain hunting, and I like visiting new places.
I surround myself with fantastic people that make my life way more exciting.
I can be cool, I can be a nerd, but I'm best at being myself, which usually falls somewhere in between.
I'm a staff writer for Mt. SAC's Mountaineer Newspaper and Substance magazine.
I'm Catholic, and I volunteer with the junior high youth group at my church.
I work at a movie theater, I give blood, and I love everything about life.
I'm a sister, and a friend; sometimes both.
I play video games, I love bargain hunting, and I like visiting new places.
I surround myself with fantastic people that make my life way more exciting.
I can be cool, I can be a nerd, but I'm best at being myself, which usually falls somewhere in between.
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