I love souvenirs! I tend to attach to things, people, events, periods in my life – in other words: pretty much everything, as long as it made me happy at some point in time – a lot and souvenirs are always happy to take me back to that special something from the past. But. There’s a but. You can’t have too many of them. You just can’t. Or, well, I suppose you could, but then you shouldn’t bother about your interior ending up being a fair trade shop on its own. Since that’s not what I‘m looking for, I’m selective when buying souvenirs. Meet this cute little souvenir from Argentina that met the selection criteria (whatever those may be). I bought it in 2009, at the reception of a crappy hotel near Ischigualasto national parc. Aah….. such great memories!!!