Ohio flea markets have a funny way of turning “I’m just going to look around” into a full-contact treasure hunt.
One minute you are casually walking past a table of old records, and the next you are debating whether a vintage lamp, a basket of peaches, and a slightly mysterious wooden chair can all fit in the trunk.
That is part of the fun. These markets are not polished shopping-mall experiences, and thank goodness for that…