Nothing so helps you remember a trip like a permanent souvenir etched into your flesh.
We largely have the British Navy to thanks for the tradition of travelers getting tattooed, little relics of ink and miles, swallows instead of passport stamps. Though in the present-day we may be tortured with Sailor Jerry paraphernalia and hepatitis-factory street shops in beach towns like Puerto Vallarta, the basic idea of getting a tattoo to commemorate one’s travels remains a solidly good one.
Even better is to have a DIY tattoo party with your travel companions. During my last trip in Hawaii, we did just that. It was a fabulous after-dinner family bonding experience.
Zaia gives me a neck tattoo.
Hella cupcake-core—what you got to say?
Alicia goes under the gun/wet washcloth.
Nothing says “I’ve learned about spirituality through my travels” like a yin-yang.
Ankle tattoos are sexy and subtle.
Tribute tattoos, especially to significant others, are always a strong move.
Get chicks with a mean rose-and-thorn arm band.
But of course, you’ll want to let all those young backpacker girls know that you’re not looking for anything serious…
The beauty of the neck tattoo is that, even with long sleeves on, you’ll look like have a shitton of tattoos. Everyone will know how cool you are, whether you’re on the beach or hiking in the Alps.
And contrary to popular perception, no one is too young to join in the tattoo craze:
Let those cute boys down the hall know just how ready to party you are with a traditional tramp stamp.
At the end of it all, you’ll end up looking both tough and well-traveled…
… and have the coolest souvenir of em all.