My oldest possession, and one which has seen probably the most journey in its lifetime, is a classic Omega Seamaster that was handed all the way down to me from my grandfather. Within the Nineteen Fifties, he was posted as a diplomat for the newly democratic Burmese authorities in Washington, DC, and introduced alongside his household, together with my then elementary-school-aged father. Again then, worldwide journey was by boat. They steamed from Rangoon to Ceylon, across the Horn of Africa to the Suez Canal, and onto the US japanese seaboard the place my dad noticed snow for the primary time. Alongside the way in which, they stopped in Aden, a port in Yemen, the place my grandfather picked up the watch that I’d later put on to my faculty commencement and marriage ceremony, and plan to at some point reward to my daughter. He would later must smuggle it out of Burma when my household was exiled after a navy coup. Every time I put it on, it conjures that extraordinary journey he made almost 70 years in the past and jogs my memory how a lot I want I had been in a position to meet him in particular person.