All these little things make me smile, whether they were discovered on the other side of the world or spotted on a store shelf during a day of shopping.
When my kids were little, we’d buy them a pencil and a postcard. They were in charge of getting the pencil home safely. As for the postcard, they sat down and wrote two or three sentences, licked the stamp and mailed it home to themselves!
But what about the ones we can’t look at on a shelf (or on the fridge) -- those memories of a sand castle that was washed away with a wave; how the kitchen smells when cookies are baking; the tears that stained your pillow after your first heartbreak?
Whether you go for shot glasses, snow globes, postcards or something else, just remember the best souvenir is your memories of a place.