Where The Wild Things Are

Today my roommate Taylor and I woke up to the sound of his alarm clock, ready to begin a day of bargaining and hustling. We walked two doors down, woke up Kevin, and after a quick shower, walked out the door with our game faces on. We were on our way to the swap meet in Chula Vista.

Upon arrival, the possibilities of how we were going to decorate our room only multiplied after viewing the sheer amount of tents in place at this location. We began walking up and down the rows and soon came upon our first purchase. In front of us was a masterpiece (a crappy poster on cardboard)! The painting depicted an African man holding a small child in his arms. We quickly picked the piece up only to find another great find, an African landscape with elephants in the foreground. And even better, behind that poster was another with two turkeys on it! The latter has nothing to do with the theme of the others but it was only a dollar so we had to buy it.  

Upon purchasing the posters, we decided to go for an African motif with accents of bamboo green. The green was added only because the bamboo we found a couple of tents over looked cool and was only fifty cents; we bought five (one for: Taylor, Kevin, Caden, Pfaff, and I). Our day was turning out great!

We moved on and soon came upon a carpet seller who proved difficult in our attempts to bargain the old man down on a rug that had just the right tones we were looking for. But alas, we had him in a head lock! We got the rug down from 29.99 to 27.00!!! Taylor and I make a great team! 

Our final purchase was, what we thought at the time, a lawn ornament in the shape of a tiger. We swooped that up after getting the seller to lower the price a whole one hundred... pennies!

As we pulled away from the parking lot, grins were stretched across our faces from cheek to cheek. 

THEN DISTER STRUCK!!!

When we got down the hill to Young Hall we opened our doors of Taylor's truck and went to grab our purchases. But  something horrible happened; the tiger had shattered in the back of the cab and broke two of its legs. We cried for a few minutes but decided we could lay it down on its side, as if it were resting. Our room is beginning to shape up and with a few more trips to the swap meet, we will have a true jungle in our midst. Oh, and the tiger was a very large piggy bank and not a lawn ornament. 

All in all, it was a great day...