When in Georgia, my family and I thought it would be a fun thing to visit a local flea market. Explore the area, the community, the food, all that. So we went to the ATM and got cash, ready to see this large roadside flea market in a remote southern town.
I started walking through the endless aisles of vendors. And there, out of a sudden I saw two vendors from one of the stands selling guns just like they were selling antiques and fine china sets.
Too shocked to snap a photo I walked away from that part of the market and headed to some other vendors. This was a large, outdoor flea market with dozens of stands. They were selling gems, coins, old wooden toys for kids.