The Birth of a Tradition


Its hard to believe a month has passed since our trip to Mexico and I have been so excited to write this post. For those that don’t know I spent a week in Cancun with my boyfriend (yay).  We had been discussing how we wanted to start a tradition for when we travel, something to collect as a memory from each destination.
I wanted it to be something different. Something I may actually display, (sorry trinket lovers) those shot glasses and magnets just aren’t my thing.

On the flight down we decided an underwater picture (good idea right?) would be how we document each trip. Fast forward to mid vacation when we met a lovely couple from just outside Atlanta in the “preferred” pool area. Herb made “insta-friends” with the high school sweethearts who had been married for twenty years! After a few hours (and several margaritas) the four of us ventured to the sports bar to place bets on the Belmont Stakes Race in hopes of a triple crown. We got to talking about Boston and how much the wife loved NewEngland sports, so much in fact her sons middle name is Brady!

Herb being the guy he is, offered his Boston branded hat off of his head to the couple… The husband took his hat from Costa Rica (yes I’m taking this as a sign I need to go) off and said only if we trade -it will mean even more that he give up the 4 year old hat for a Boston. Just like that our tradition is born. Trading hats with ppl we meet on our trips. Not only is it a cool souvenir to wear but it comes with a story!