My inner child kicked in again today. I've had my eye on an item at the Round Rock Antique Mall since the first visit and kept talking myself out of buying it. Until today.
I decided at lunch time that I would go see if it was still there. It was. And it was on sale. I just can't resist a good deal. The original price tag was a wee bit too high, but the dealer renting this booth was having a 40% off sale. I mean, that's almost half the original price.
So I caved in and now I'm the owner of my own pirate ship. It's a one of a kind, handmade creation that is roughly 1:24 scale. It has port holes. It has a galley with a table and benches. It has a below-decks room. It has a crow's nest. While the interior will be nigh on to impossible to alter (for lack of access), there is quite a bit of deck space that can be accessorized with pirates, parrots, treasure chest, kegs of rum and telescopes.
I've said before, it's hopeless. I have a thing for miniatures and I refuse to grow up.