Down memory lane wall

 

img_7229Hey. I have always been kind of sentimental and had hard time throwing out stuff. Over the years I managed to stock bunch of useless stuff with great emotional value to me even though my young age. I put all of my material memories up on my wall into my memory collage and here I’m about to give you a sneak peek of memories I’m most fond of.

There is this letter my dear friend Elizabeth wrote me when I was around 5 years old. I used to live in USA from age 2-5 in Highland park NJ with my fathers colleague from work and his family. They had 2 daughters Elizabeth few years older than me and Claudia few years younger. When my youngest sister was born we moved back to Slovakia for good and as there was no Facebook back then all me and my american friends had were this cute letters. img_7238-1

Underneath the letter is taxi number of a cab me and my friends drove on our goodbye dormitory night. I used to live at all girls dormitory for 4 years and there were plenty of strict rules, we couldn’t go out late, we had to keep our room clean, turn of the lights at 10pm and many others that made breaking rules even more fun. On our last year all of the other girls prepared this cute cultural program, they danced, recited, sang and made us dinner as a goodbye to our time at dorm. At this evening we had free pass or night out – meaning we could stay out late all night ( but we still had to go to school the next day)  so me and my girlfriends went to disco and drove this cab in the morning so I saved the card for the memories.

img_7239I saved my flying tickets from 2 years ago when I returned back to America for summer. Me and my cousins drove to Vienna , flew to London a from there to Newark airport. All of the tickets are up on my wall and if you want to read about my america travel experiences feel free to check out some of the articles I wrote.

I saved the baby bottle made out of paper with my name on it that I got on my first day on my high school dorm from older students as a welcome gift. We had this big party where we had to play bunch of embarrassing games as newbies to sort of see what is students life really like. I saved the pharmacist bottle with my name on it that I got from younger students as a goodbye gift on my last day at school – graduated pharmacist assistant.

img_7232On my first birthday after I moved to Czech republic my parents send me flowers and champagne to my new university dorm as a birthday surprise and I kept the card they send me. I remember this old delivery guy knocking on my door with huge bouquet of roses and champagne in other hand looking for miss Natalia. I got so freaked out cuz night before me and my friends spend the night out as most of first year university students do – drinking. I had some blank spaces in my memory from previous night and I got so scared I hooked up with this old men and now he’s bringing me flowers. Thank god he was just a delivery guy.

I kept my red cross membership card I had for 4 years. I kept my rehabilitation access card I used to write all my rehab terms on as a reminder of really terrible times I went through.

I kept the coach pass card me and my firs university roommate got and pretended to be cheerleader coaches for czech cheerleaders championships. Her mum was actually a coach and gave us the tickets for free.

I kept all of the maps and pocket guides from my USA trip. I also kept Dresden map we were all receiving in a bus of our christmas trip to Dresden –  I actually went on a same trip 2 times but I only kept one map.

When I was in Washington D.C.me and my cousins went to Holocaust museum. img_7234

All of the tourists were receiving this identification card of one jewish person who died in holocaust and their story. As we travel through museums floor we would find out how and why person in our card died.

Mine was a girl named Julie she was polish and she got caught and killed after she gave food to jewish children she met on the street.

I kept so many tickets from almost every country I ever visited. I kept ticked from tour Montparnasse in Paris from New years even in Paris and also the ticket to Eifel tower. I kept ticket from Venice Campanile di San Marco from when me and my girlfriend made a weekend trip to Italy. I kept subway ticket from Vienna when me and my friend went to Christmas markets there. I kept subway ticket even from Prague when I was firstly visiting with my friends as we went to paramore (our favourite band) concert almost 6 years ago. Who knew I would be moving to live in Prague soon. I kept ticket from wax museum Grevin in Prague and also from wax museum Madame Tussaud in London. I kept ticket from my firs live hockey game I watched. I kept ticket from Wildwoods water park from 2 years ago. I kept cinema tickets and I even kept waiting number I got at police station from when I was picking up my driver’s license.

I kept a guitar pick I caught at a rock concert in my hometown from band called Guano apes. I kept a ribbon from my prom night and also small piece of broken glass from same night ( but that just can’t go on a wall).

There is so many more stuff I just keep in my drawer and when I feel like it I just go through it all and relive it all. I always assumed I would forget those memories by now but when I hold each item I can clearly see the day  got them and how I got to own them.

I’m just 22 years old and I already store bunch of “craps from my past” so I guess I will need much bigger drawer or bigger wall in a years to come.

I just love keeping the memories alive.

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Thank you so much for your attention

xo Natalia

 

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Natalia 22 Slovak. Read about my passion for fashion, travel and personal experiences.

17 thoughts on “Down memory lane wall

  1. How very interesting and we get to learn more about you Natalia. It seems that you have traveled
    a great deal in the course of your life. Having a wall of memories to look at means a great
    deal and is a special part of your heart.

    Liked by 2 people

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