Our first story absolutely has to be about the most wonderful friend we’ve met in our journeys. He was actually the first friend we met, on our first serendipitous buying trip in France. On an all girl family trip to France for all of her 3 daughters’ impending 40th birthdays, Mom decided the opportunity had finally arrived for us to dive in and start collecting. We all piled in a car the size of a toaster and drove to Rouen, the site of our first Marche’ Brocante. After spending a good three hours running around one large warehouse, putting shipping labels on various treasures, we thought it best to phone our shipper to tell him where to gather our goods. We soon found out, to our dismay, that he had no intention of driving to Rouen that day!

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