Being the accounts of a certain teenage girl

One thing that I love about the bazaars here in Prague is that you can find some really fascinating stamps. One of my secret geek hobbies is stamp collecting and as an avid collector I’m always on the look out for interesting ones. I went to this one bazaar a few days and they were selling bags of stamps for 100 krowns, or about 5 dollars. I bought the biggest bag I could find and expanded my collection by 468 stamps (I counted them all… twice *_*) In this particular bag I definitely got what I was looking for, diversity. Some of the more memorable include the whale stamp from Russia, the Czech gun stamp and of course the near mint condition Adolf Hitler stamp.  Grandpa, a fellow collector, took one look at it and said that one had some money on it. I thought that it was funny that money passed through some body’s hands in disguise and they didn’t even know it. One thing that I don’t understand about some stamp collectors is why they would collect one genre of stamps. Why would you only collect flower stamps and miss out on some cool Olympic stamp or a funny cartoon one. I love looking through my stamp collection because of the sheer variety of it. If you look through the pages you can see that the colorful, bright stamps of flowers and animals balance out the more sober, monotoned stamps of presidents and world leaders. It’s magical to see a stamp from Australia or Vietnam and think that a person wrote to somebody they knew from those places and now I have that connection they had together hidden away in my album.

Runners, and Castles, and Planes oh my!