The boy was going to spend Easter break in the Dominican Republic, and so I asked him, if it wasn't too much trouble, to pick me up some Dominican amber. A nice big piece with a baby Tyrannosaurus Rex embedded inside, or maybe a large dragonfly or centipede, he wouldn't have to buy it as apparently you can just find it on the beaches, it didn't have to be polished as I'd prefer to discover the treasure inside myself like those little dinosaur hunting kits you can buy for children....Blue amber would be terrific...
Of course he didn't get me any amber. He doesn't in any way share my passion for antiquities, gems or fossils. But he did get me...
A penis flute. And, in it's own way it's perfect, so aptly illustrating the gap between what you ask for and what you get. Personally, I want to give one to all my friends at work, but he only got me the one.
(**Note. Having tried to play it it only has 2 notes. Not a very exciting musical instrument, I'm afraid. But an amusing souvenir....)