Oh I do so very much... well, I should like to..? I guess it is a half truth. I love the idea of traveling, but planes terrify me. The security measures one has to go through always make me feel like I am guilty of more than a bomb carrier might be, and the shakiness of actually being on a moving plane? I blame growing up always flying out during severely stormy weather! A road trip with wonderful company, now that might be something I could enjoy. Yet I have never been in such good company.
The next person has kept locks of hair as a memory.