Sure, I can drive 200 miles to go pick up new hives for the bees! Doing that takes me close to some of my favorite thrift stores.
Mom and Grandma and I have been going to this one for at least thirty years. It's where we found our interesting hunk of lava last summer -- when we stopped on the way back from getting wax frames for the bees.
Even when I was a little girl, it's always felt like the roof of this place was going to fall in on us. But we've found some really neat stuff there. This time, the prices were stupidly high ($6.00 for a bag with half a dozen empty wooden spools?!) All I brought home was a handful of old children's books and two sheets for quilt backs. But it was still fun to revisit one of our favorite old haunts and prowl around the building looking for treasure.