We were the ones driving hours from village to village for pretzels and pickels.
We were the ones delighted to travel to Intercourse, Bird in Hand, & Virginville (snickering like a teenage boy)
We loved the chance to go to a mudsale outside of Lancaster, relishing in the hollering, "What am I bid?"
A mudsale is an Amish auction. No mud is harmed (or sold) during a mudsale.