It’s always fun for me to unpack my suitcases and rediscover my acquisitions from a trip. These are almost always modest, since they have to fit in my suitcases. If I didn’t have a backpack and two suitcases already, I would have brought one of my mom’s oil paintings with. But that would have been the straw that broke this camel’s back. Couldn’t have handled it, with me getting on the train to Amsterdam from the airport, and back again.