I love a good flea market. If you're like me, mapping out summer trips based upon the summer flea market calendar, you know what I'm talking about. On any Saturday morning, I'm up early, putting on a pot of coffee and itching to get out to the door. I have this gnawing feeling that if I don't get there early enough, I'll miss all the good stuff. It's a bit like a race to the finish to find the things you won't see anywhere else, at a price you can't resist. If you haven't gone before, you have to, and here's why…