Every time I go on a trip I always end up with a ton of souvenirs. Many of them end up tossed in the back of a closet and forgotten, others cram spaces like my fridge doors (they’re covered with magnets), and my kitchen cabinet (one is dedicated to and overflowing with mugs). Dishtowels, figurines, placemats, and tea pots I’ve bought them all, and then some. But my favorite souvenirs are the local books I buy along the way. I love flipping thru picture books and reading stories of the places I’ve been.