Trading Post

Serendipity brought me inside this store to pick out a present for my wife. After finding the perfect pair of beautiful earrings, I had a very pleasant conversation with Roxy, the owner. So happy was I when I left I didn’t realize I left my credit card sitting on the counter. After backtracking my steps in my mind I realized this had happened over 100 miles after I had left this unique store. I contacted Roxy the following day and she was not only happy to put it in the mail for me, she was concerned I didn’t have it with me on my road trip. It goes to show what a beautiful human being she is. I received my card in the mail along with a very nice post card and a heartfelt note from her a very few days later. I left The Trading Post in Austin, NV, with a big smile on my face and that feeling is perpetuated by the beauty of my experience with Roxy. Anyone driving through there would be crazy not to stop and buy something at The Trading Post. Who knows, you might even have a nice conversation with Roxy.

When a man is on the road for an important wedding anniversary, what does he do?
You answer that one yourself.
I have memories of Austin going back a number of years, and strolling down Main Street, lost in reverie, I found the Trading Post. Jim the owner has a little turquoise mine called the «Blue Diamond». He cuts and polishes cabs of many minerals, mostly turquoise. He also has two or more artisans creating cleanly crafted silver pendants, rings and earrings for mounting his stones. He displays these fine items in a glowing, spotless display case.
I know someone who found a nice turquoise pendant on a silver chain that will thrill his sweet one.
There’s also lots of other minerals, clean old whiskey bottles, wire insulators, history books, post cards and other items.
Jim’s very friendly to tourists also. You be the same. A bus load of French students dropped in to get their US 50 passports stamped and Miss All A’s shaky English saved them all.
«La salle de bain est en bas de la rue à l’hôtel.»