I’d love to call this post one of my “Souvenir Stories” but to be honest, it’s just not! I have a secret stash that got unveiled while I was traveling and Deal Dad did some spring cleaning. To his horror, he discovered gobs upon gobs of plastic bags I was storing as if they were treasure.
Fortunately, he’s known me long enough to also know my
fondness compulsion to save bags from my travels: I just love the thrill of returning library books in a bag from Iceland! It adds a little flavor to an otherwise dreary task.
Do you hoard items from your travels that others might consider trash? Please share in the comments (and help me feel a bit less kooky).