So we continue on to the Antiqueing part of the trip. We drive to Pennsylvania and go to work.
And what happens? We are in a shop in Shrewsbury and the depression glass plates start rattling and the floor rolls. I ask, "is that an earthquake?" and the shop owner says "No that's just a truck going by".
Well, I am not from California for nothing... It was a rare earthquake on the Eastern Seaboard. The store owners went and stood in the door frames in case of after shocks. Everyone's cell phones went off with the big news.
We were like, "Excuse me... how much is this..." but the owners were busy comparing damages. There were none. Anywhere. Just some cans on the floor of some grocery stores in Virginia.
Oh and did I tell you I hate to fly, lost my xanax and a hurricane is headed this way... The good news? It poured rain the weekend before the wedding, and New Jersey is having a hurricane warning this coming weekend, so I guess my Elder Assistant lucked out with the perfect weather for her wedding in between! Oh, and I now own 19 dollhouses... going through security with it was fun, it has old wiring. Cheers C