Went through my money collection and this happened. And by collection I mean a smattering of currency from various countries I have visited.
What I love about this is that it reminds me of why I love travel. Because before traveling I just assumed that money looks and feels a certain way it isn’t a product of my culture or biases it just is. But once I started to travel I realized how many different ways money can be made. I discovered money that is more plastic than paper, that is colorful, that has holes in it, that is made of two metals, that is probably mostly tin, money that has something beside dead white men on it, and money that is worthless because of the change in government. And it’s just money but it’s a reminder of how wide and strange and diverse the world is. And I love that.