Some folks raft wild rivers, tramp through the Louvre, or char on the beach at Mazatlan.
I try not to spend too much vacation time hunting for old radios. But I couldn't resist making a few stops along the way. Here's your roving radio hunter, clutching a street sign a couple of miles from my parents' house in Cottage Grove. You can see why I made my wife pull over for a quick photo op. A highlight of my vacation was a flying visit to a shop called Great Northern Antiques in South Minneapolis.