Travel Confessions

This is part of a series on Travel Confessions.  My nomination was from Renee at cravesadventure and you should go to her blog and read her travel confessions too!

There are a few rules in the Travel Confessions series:

  • Post a photo (or photos) and description(s) of your confession(s) in a new post.
  • Tweet your post with hashtag #TravelConfession and follow/tweet @Traveling9to5
  • Tag 3 other travelers you’d love to see

My list is all about souvenirs.  Some are useful, some are decorative, and some never make it home at all (chocolate).

Confession 1:  I still bring home refrigerator magnets when I travel.  I already have a big collection, but they’re cute, inexpensive and easy to pack.  And when they’re on my refrigerator I get to reminisce about where I got them.  Here are some of my favorites.

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Confession 2:  Shoes, handbags, jewelry and scarves are my idea of great souvenirs.  When someone admires one of these items I like to say, “I got this in Italy.”  Then I try to stop talking because otherwise I’ll describe the day, time and place where I purchased it.  But I always remember…

Confession 2 1/2:  This relates to Confession 2.  After my first trip to Florence I found myself with three handbags, two pairs of shoes and many scarves.  I barely had room for these in my suitcase and I finally had to leave the shoeboxes behind.

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Confession 3:  Chocolate is a delicious souvenir, and sadly one that never lasts long because I eat it immediately.  Here’s an example:  I bought chocolate at the Rome airport that I ate before I boarded the plane.  However I still have the empty box.

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Now I will nominate three bloggers to share their travel confessions:

the travelbunny

East of Málaga

DUTCH goes ITALIAN

I’m looking forward to hearing your stories!

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My Favorite Travel Collections

When I travel I know there’s a limited amount of space for bringing home keepsakes.  Whatever fits into a suitcase beyond what I brought with me is what I have to work with.  Oh, and my oversized purse and a tote bag.  And other bags from things I bought at the airport.  So there are lots of opportunities to bring home souvenirs and other important items such as chocolate.  But I already know that chocolate won’t make it through the plane trip, much less all the way home.

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At the Reading Terminal Market

I discovered this market while I was in Philadelphia last month.  It was around noon and I was getting hungry, so I walked through the Reading Terminal Market searching for a place to eat lunch.  Let’s just say there was lots of food here!

There were plenty of places to sit down for a sandwich (or anything else you might want for lunch).  And there was a variety of other things to buy, from candy to fresh vegetables. I had a great time strolling through the market and looking at the booths.  Here is some of what I saw:

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Chocolate as a Gift

Chocolate is something that many people enjoy receiving as a gift.  However, I’ve found that chocolate rarely makes it back to the people who might have liked it.  This is because I can’t stop thinking about the delicious chocolate bars sitting in my suitcase, and I really can’t resist them.  It’s almost a relief when I’ve eaten them.  Then I can think about something else to take back as a gift.

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Delicious Desserts

Right away you can see that it is unnecessary to say “delicious” to describe desserts.  You shouldn’t even bother with a dessert if it isn’t tasty.  Thankfully, I can say I have had my share of memorable desserts, or sweets, during my travels.

For instance, when I was in the Grand Place in Brussels, I went straight to an outdoor booth to have a Belgian waffle.  They were being made as you waited, and it was definitely worth it. Surprisingly I had a plain waffle that was dusted with sugar.  It was so good that I could only wait a (somewhat) reasonable interval to go back for another one.  I should have bought more than one and pretended they were for other people.  Oh well, next time…

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