One of our primary goals was to reach Shipshewana by Tuesday, because the flea market here is only open on Tuesdays and Wednesdays. We were in Shipshewana last year, to attend what they call the Midwest's largest open air flea market. RRR was hankerin' (we've picked up some Texan on our travels) for some more blingy t-shirts - one in particular which was red and had some shiny trees on it. Anyhow, we got started shopping around 2 p.m. and were told the market closed at 5 p.m. Plenty of time for a few t-shirts and a couple of bottles of perfume for RRR's daughter! Around 3:30 we noticed that many stalls were closing - in a hurry. We were told that there was a severe thunderstorm on the way and the weather alerts had gone out to get under cover. We just made it back to the car as the first raindrops fell. The sky was green and black, huge thunderclouds were piled up, there were 60 mph winds, hail the size of quarters and enough rain to drown you while you were standing up. In seconds the car was sitting in its own swimming pool. The storm lasted about an hour and moved on and so did we. The market was closed.
The good news is that RRR got her t-shirts and only 1 bottle of perfume. But we consider the day a success.