From the Archive: Brochures (Miami)

As a child, I had many obsessions. Barbies. Beanie Babies. Books. and….Brochures. We’d take frequent trips to Florida, and at every rest stop and Welcome Center, you’d find me, tote bag in hand, taking one of every last brochure. Why? I’m not quite sure. We’d rarely use my newly acquired knowledge to alter our travel plans in any meaningful way. Maybe it was just the possibility that I found so attractive—the allure of something new.