That Pile of Clothes...

When we're down in Texas we like to go to a place called the "duty free" zone.

It's a magical place where you can buy things REALLY cheap. And there's no

evil tax on it. They sell clothes for example, by the pound. There are warehouses with piles

of clothing and fabric which they move around with fork lifts. These clothes are new and used.

Some still have store tags on them. I figure they buy store overages and extras at a reduced price

and then sell them by the pound.

One of my favorite buys there was a leather jacket for David. I ended up paying approximately

25 cents for it.

The only catch is that it's hot in the warehouses, you have to be willing to search through piles

of clothes, and occationally you come into contact with sleeping mexicans. (I guess that's more

than one catch...) You also have to give whatever you get a good washing before wearing. And

it is a real plus to have a good eye for sizes because you can't try anything on.

This last time I was there I got several shirts for myself, David and Ben. Jeans are another really

cheap item.