So, I have been feeling very guilty that I have not written anything on the blog since the Europe trip. And honestly, there has been a lot of traveling since then. So now, I start again.
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This past weekend, Bryon and I headed out to Ocean Grove in search of a flea market that a friend told us about. He said that it was one of the biggest in the area and there were a lot of great finds, if you got up earlier enough. We decided to head there around 8:00 to get there a little after 9:00 when it opened. Can't say that I've gotten up that early on a weekend in a really long time.
We arrive in Ocean Grove and spend the next 15 minutes trying to find a parking spot. The streets are literally packed, with cars on both sides. And every intersection endangers your life because of the unspoken battle between flea market enthusiasts trying to find the best parking spot. Ultimately we find a spot, right out in the open (of course) and head to the market.
A sea of tables with knick-knacks, souvenirs, mementos and oddities await your eager eyes. This place is packed, not only with everything imaginable, but everyone imaginable as well. And if you are a connoisseur of people-watching (like me) this place is heaven.
We walk the aisles, choosing which vendors to venture towards. There is a lot of stuff my grandmothers would love. Bryon finds a croquet set, but it is not in the best condition. On we go. We hear a large lady from down the row calling out to passers-by, tempting them in with her sultry voice and day-only sales. She is pretty good, she has a crowd around her.
We mosey our way through the rest of the market with rain turning on and off every now and then and decide to head out. We look a little bit around Asbury Park and notice some friends have checked in at one of the local bars. We head over there and join them for a drink and some pizza. Afterwards we all head down to the old Convention Center for one last drink at the bar that overlooks the ocean.
Sunday.
Bryon, me and two of our friends decided to head out to Bartram's Gardens for their Honey Festival. I have never been there, so I was eager to see a local garden. It is a great place. Wonderful gardens and plantings that make your lazy day enjoyable and relaxing.
Ran into a couple colleagues whilst touring the gardens. Did not realize it was such a destination! Then again, when you are in the profession of Landscape Architecture and it is a beautiful day out, the results are pretty self explanatory.
The Honey Festival was great as well. Tried different flavors from different sources. It is quite fascinating for such a difference to come from one species of flower to the next. Enjoyed some delicious ice cream as well.
And what a way to end the day - head back home, lie around on the couch with the windows thrown open and watch movies and drink beer. Great weekend.
steinkraus.
We arrive in Ocean Grove and spend the next 15 minutes trying to find a parking spot. The streets are literally packed, with cars on both sides. And every intersection endangers your life because of the unspoken battle between flea market enthusiasts trying to find the best parking spot. Ultimately we find a spot, right out in the open (of course) and head to the market.
A sea of tables with knick-knacks, souvenirs, mementos and oddities await your eager eyes. This place is packed, not only with everything imaginable, but everyone imaginable as well. And if you are a connoisseur of people-watching (like me) this place is heaven.
found these paperclip beauties for my friend Abby
We walk the aisles, choosing which vendors to venture towards. There is a lot of stuff my grandmothers would love. Bryon finds a croquet set, but it is not in the best condition. On we go. We hear a large lady from down the row calling out to passers-by, tempting them in with her sultry voice and day-only sales. She is pretty good, she has a crowd around her.
We mosey our way through the rest of the market with rain turning on and off every now and then and decide to head out. We look a little bit around Asbury Park and notice some friends have checked in at one of the local bars. We head over there and join them for a drink and some pizza. Afterwards we all head down to the old Convention Center for one last drink at the bar that overlooks the ocean.
Sunday.
Bryon, me and two of our friends decided to head out to Bartram's Gardens for their Honey Festival. I have never been there, so I was eager to see a local garden. It is a great place. Wonderful gardens and plantings that make your lazy day enjoyable and relaxing.
Ran into a couple colleagues whilst touring the gardens. Did not realize it was such a destination! Then again, when you are in the profession of Landscape Architecture and it is a beautiful day out, the results are pretty self explanatory.
The Honey Festival was great as well. Tried different flavors from different sources. It is quite fascinating for such a difference to come from one species of flower to the next. Enjoyed some delicious ice cream as well.
And what a way to end the day - head back home, lie around on the couch with the windows thrown open and watch movies and drink beer. Great weekend.
steinkraus.
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