Jae -- the Farmer's Market here in NC is a great place on the weekends. That and the sprawling rummage sales at the fairgrounds. I used to love hitting those with my dad and sister. Drag up all manner of crazy stuff.
Anyone else like ducking into antique stores? Makes me feel so much calmer when I'm surrounded by old things. I was raised/lived with a grandfather who would be well over 100 if he were still alive, and most of our furniture consisted of inherited antiques. I swear the pulse of time stopped when you stepped through our door. It was perpetually 1900, rolling backward to the Civil War. Whenever I feel agitated, I get among my old things and I feel grounded again. Or I drag another "homeless" old object back with me to add to the menagerie.