My nostalgic treasures--I have a travel fetish

When I first saw the essay, how could I interpret it as a nostalgic treasure in travel? Sure enough, it is a travel fetish, only thinking of what travel will leave behind.

There are hundreds of objects left over from the trip, ranging from commemorative newspapers to brochures taken at the tourist center, as well as various tickets, business cards (there were many in the early days, I don’t know why), the store’s matchbox, and my own future After flipping through it at random, I was surprised why these things were left in the first place. I have been busy in the past few years. I often decide what to leave at the hotel to carry on the plane. When I get home, I put a large bag of paper (usually paper, why are you tired?) into the cabinet, always thinking that I will come back when I have time. Take a good look at it, and aftertaste.

Recently, I have become more addicted to the collection of cool cards, mainly in Kansai. Every time I go, I feel like a card collection team. Especially in Kyoto, there are many small exhibition halls or exhibition spaces attached to cafes in the city. No matter how large or small the exhibition space is, they will carefully print exhibition cool cards, and there are also many interesting exhibitions. (I actually want to start a topic on the introduction of exhibition venues, but.... you know) There are many exhibition hotspots where these cool cards can be obtained, including the neighboring Osaka and surrounding areas, and even the exhibition cool cards in Tokyo. Once in Kyoto. So every time I go to Kyoto, my homework a few days ago is to go to the large-scale Kuka request center (huh) and start collecting the latest exhibitions and corresponding exhibition venues. Collected one at a time, it is less than 20kg , but it is also full of several small boxes, shoe boxes, and even more suitcases. Carefully help them take pictures one by one before saying goodbye.

The reason for the lack of depth of field in the photo above is: I didn't want to take it out of the cabinet to take a photo, so I forced the cabinet open to reveal a small gap, opened the box and took a photo with a flash. Of course, there will also be cool cards in Europe, but the number is relatively small. Most of the ones brought back in Europe are mainly postcards.

These are a few pictures I took out of the box that was not full outside. Looking at them again, I still think that each one is so cute, and then I will feel that traveling/loitering/living in such a city is really a great thing .

Originally, I saw the proposal a few weeks ago, and I wanted to splash all the cool cards on the ground to take a big group photo. First, there was not enough space. Second, I was scared to think about packing it back, so I gave up. Either way, otherwise it will all spill out, and when you see this or that, you will start to fall into the memories of infinite reincarnation, thinking about traveling and unable to extricate yourself, then it will not end with a click of three seconds to take a photo. thing.

These are my nostalgic treasures, a pile of paper, with pleasing pattern images, no monetary value but endless imagination.

But, I really seem like a fetishist, what should I do?

postscript:

When I get to this part, I will share this wonderful work with you. (I think one day I have to say goodbye to them, right? Look again, maybe it will be for someone with a predestined relationship.)