I was at a training class last week in Houston. One day I happened to wear a t-shirt from Berlin, Germany, and one of my classmates asked me if I had gone there. I told him no, that the shirt was a souvenir from my parents for watching their dog while they were in Europe. I started to think about it and realized that I had gotten a similar shirt as a souvenir when I watched their dog while they were in Washington, D.C.
I went home and started rifling through my closet and realized that I had a lot of shirts like this. I had shirts from Vancouver, Canada; Banff, Canada; Athens, Greece; Paris, France; Mexico; Portugal; and China. Not to mention the shirts from all over the United States. Basically, whenever someone goes somewhere, they bring me back a t-shirt. So, even though I may never travel to all of these places myself, I am traveling the world in t-shirts.
