Called onto the Carpet

[robotech_master]

A while back, my parents got in touch with someone who had gone to India and brought back a truckload of hand-knotted carpets from a factory there. Really durable things, and pretty and soft. In terms of quality, not quite up to the "genuine Persian" one that my folks got from a rug dealer on clearance a while back for several thousand dollars, but certainly better than the machine-made stuff I'd seen in the shop. I'm told that he took one of the rugs and put it in a high-traffic area of a shopping center, and put another one in his garage and drove over it for a while—and once they'd been cleaned, they couldn't be distinguished from the new ones.

Anyway, he'd been selling them to pay for his son's college education, and was at the point of being tired of having the rest of them in his garage, so he marked them down for quick sale. My folks bought about a dozen of them for their new house—and I got a couple of them myself. One to keep, one to give to a friend for Christmas. Two big beautiful plush 8x10 carpets—for $50 each. (My parents said they later saw similar but "not as nice" carpets at Sam's for $300 each.)

For those who've read Sharon Lee and Steve Miller's Liaden books, I don't think they're quite up to the standards of the Sinner's Carpet (that would be the four-digit genuine Persian one my folks bought), but I think that Pat Rin would not be ashamed at all to have them in his shop.

Pictures of me, my Mom, my Dad, and sundry cats on the carpet start here and continue to the right:

http://flickr.com/photos/30169195@N00/2872755585/in/photostream/

It's just the softest thing. I get the urge to just roll around on it, like a dog in stinky roadkill.

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[point5b.livejournal.com]

Snazzy - I like it.