The object of memory that I carry along where ever I go (that is; from country to country) is basically some sort of glass sticking object that a really old friend made for me. It’s a really special gift because she’s and I are really close friends. Out of all the things that we’ve made for each other I chose this souvenir because this is thing basically brings back a whole lot of memories. It’s something we both made together as kids. Well basically we made two separate ones (I made one for her and she made an identical one for me). It looks kind of cheesy. But this thing that we made for each other, was pretty much made when we part from each other a couple of years back.