A frosty and frigid February morn. Heavy snow covers the stretch of a large abandoned parking lot. Temps hover below freezing. Enter several bundled venders setting up shop – in the snow – as in outside – in the winter – in the freezing cold.
Perfect weather for an outdoor flea market, right? You think I kid, but this was the scene this past Sunday morning as Drew and I were visiting Buffalo on a thrift hunt. We are almost embarrassed (not really even close) to admit that no matter how fond we claim to be of flea markets, the hardy-hardcore people of Buffalo, NY have us beat. We hadn’t even a fraction of the guts needed to brave the blustery cold temperatures for this one. Instead, we watched in disbelief as they shoveled snow to set up their booths. All too highly entertaining. This is one crazy winter activity.