I have a crab from Baltimore, a pink pig from South Carolina and L’Avenue des Champs Elysées from Paris. What are they? They are fabulously, tacky key chains. My excuse for buying these bad souvenirs? I need them, of course.
I live on a farm and we have many keys to the various machines, out buildings and locks. Like in many homes, the miscellaneous keys are tossed in a drawer all mixed up together. Normally this would be a problem, but I know that I mow with the crab, the carpenter’s level from a discovery museum opens the office and a luggage tag from Lost Mountain operates the truck. I love to buy these travel souvenirs. It’s really nice to grab the keys to do some work and instantly be reminded of a great trip, even if the keys chain for the most famous street in Paris was from my friend’s trip. I can still dream.
Do you collect something special on your adventures? If so, what’s your favorite travel souvenir?
