Rainday Antiques

Hello there. Thanks for joining us for another visit to Rainday Antiques. It's a great place to stop and spend a while exploring, but especially congenial on a night like this. It's a haven of calm and coziness. It's almost as though it exists somewhere outside normal space and time, a shelter from more than just the weather. Before we begin our visit, I think it's nice to start with a quick wind down. Tonight's wind down is a breathing exercise. So when you're ready, let's begin. Now just bringing the attention to the breath, noticing where you feel it, in the nose, the throat, the chest, the diaphragm. You're nice and relaxed. We're going to be taking a deep breath in for four, holding it for four, and then breathing out for six. So, are you ready? Let's begin. In for four, two, three, four. Hold it for four, two, three, four. Now, breathing out for six, two, three, four, five, six. In for four, two, three, four. Holding for four, two, three, four. Out for six, two, three, four, five, six. In for four, two, three, four. Holding for four, two, three, four. Out for six, two, three, four, five, six. In for four, two, three, four. Holding for four, two, three, four. Out for six, two, three, four, five, six. Great, now returning the breath to normal. If you've ever found yourself one evening wandering down a quiet street in the rain, looking for somewhere to take shelter, you'll know what a blessed relief it is, to find such a place as rain day antiques. It (murmurs) into view between two residential buildings. A beautiful double fronted store with a big window, on either side of the entrance. The windows are divided up into square panes, and the glass between the metal bars, is ever so slightly wavy giving the place a dreamlike quality. This quaint little establishment, stays open 24/7, if you can believe it. Catering to international antique connoisseurs who might arrive at any hour, and casual passersby. Which of these categories you fall into? Well, that's up to you. On a night like tonight, when the streetlamps are fuzzy halos, and the rain starts coming down harder, so that your footsteps make little slaps and squelches on the sidewalk. There's nothing more welcome, than the misty orange light seeping through the antique store's, steamed up windows, and its weather beaten old sign, hanging above the doorway now, creaking a little in the damp breeze that says, come on in, we are open. Inside, Rainday Antiques is as cozy as can be. Push open the door and you'll find yourself enfolded in a set of heavy, red velvet drapes, extra protection against the elements. As you emerge through these into the store, the drapery rings click gently as they glide across the rail. It's quite a place. Above you is a domed skylight that looks up into the night, and the rain patters satisfyingly onto...