I bought a rusty, crusty old tool box from flea market vendor. As I paid him I noticed this leaning against a table...
"What maps did Dad have in there?", I asked.
"Don't know. We never looked."
I took a quick peek in the corner of the tube and couldn't really tell much of anything. I was, of course intrigued as I do love me some maps and globes (I mean how many times have I shown you all my multiple globes?! I already had a neat metal bank globe in my bag from another vendor).
I asked the price. I loved the answer and we popped the tube in our giant IKEA bag and continued shopping.
Once home we unrolled Dad's Maps and found these...
There were four U.S. Navy nautical maps inside. They are big. They are lovely. They're date stamped from the 20's and 30's. I'm ever so happy I picked them up. And in another bit of junque karma, two of them just happen to show Cuba.
Apparently the Cuban junque gods were smiling on me this weekend. My husband's mother came to the United States from Cuba not long after Castro took over. In a nod to his heritage I have spent many years looking for a neat map of Cuba to hang in the house so you can imagine my joy at the sheer luck of finding two. We'll pick one to frame and sell the others. An absolutely perfect afternoon at the flea market!