When it comes to buying stuff for myself however, I find it more difficult. I sometimes try to pick a small practical thing (spoon rest in Cyprus) or some prints or postcards to hang on the walls, but there always seems to be a couple things I always seem to pick up. Rocks and shells.I have a bowl (a present my Mom brought me back from Japan) full of rocks and shells collected from various places around the world. Shells from the beaches in Oregon, California, New Hampshire, New Zealand, Wales, England, Iceland, and rocks from the same as well as parks or side streets in Amsterdam, Belgium, and other city breaks. I’m less about the shiny things and more about the simple natural things. You would laugh at the amount of flat rocks I brought back from a years worth of collecting in New Zealand. They are still in New York in my old bedroom as they take up too much weight in my suitcase!
When it comes to collecting souvenirs from my travels, I’m a minimalist for sure. I used to come home with a suitcase full of tourist tat for family and friends, but with a massive family (and my list of destinations increasing) this was not a cheap endeavour. I now try to send some postcards when I can just to let people know I’m thinking of them.
Maybe it stems from collecting rocks, shells and fossils along the lakes growing up, but having these small reminders of the places I’ve been and the changing landscapes is something that I love having in my home. Even if they do only look like a pile of shells and rocks to someone else.