It started in Canton many years ago, when farmers came to town on the First Monday of each month. Court was in session, and while people took care of their legal business, they could swap for fresh butter, eggs, and produce, and then by a natural evolution, they began to swap for all kinds of other things. First Monday is now a huge tourist draw.
We are lucky enough to live close. We went Sat. morning, poked around for a couple of hours, and had lunch before heading home.
I have missed going to First Monday since I haven't been able to walk far. I still couldn't walk from the parking spot to the first pavillion, but Wick got me a powered chair, and it worked great. He loaded it into the back of his pickup with a couple of ramps, unloaded it when we got there, and presto, I was able to keep up with him and our niece all morning. It was great.
We didn't buy much, but got a lot of ideas about decorating the cabin when we get to that stage.
We lookked at life preservers, ship's wheels, fishermen's floats, old nets, everything from fine antiques to pure dee junk. It was fun just to look and browse, and watch people bargaining.
If you have never been to First Monday, it's worth the trip. There are all kinds of places to stay, and even if you don't buy anything, it's an adventure just to make the rounds.
Of course, buying stuff is sort of the point.
