For me I usually have a rock or shell from places I've been, and I'm always asking friends to bring me a rock when they go on a trip and ask me what I want them to bring back. Not something they buy, but something they find that makes them think of me. I don't know why, I just love rocks for some reason. 🙂 I get the wanting to go just to say you have and to experience it, even if it's only for a few hours. I remember meeting a girl in highschool who'd never been to Boston, and we lived about 20 to 30 minutes away. I was so blown away by that. I couldn't imagine not being curious enough to at least go walk the freedom trail or see the science museum, Fanuel Hall, or something, at least just to say you'd gone there. I couldn't picture the world ever being that small. LOL!