I had a friend (still have the friend, though we don't have regular access to each other anymore) who liked to "show off" how obscure some of his possessions were, possibly to achieve the "wanderlust effect" (i.e. the reaction of "how did you get these here"). Something about the anticipation that his inventory was alien to whoever he showed.

One day, he was asked to bring games and a console and he brought one of those extremely rare knock-off bootleg gaming consoles they sell in Asia, which we're not even remotely near.

"What the heck is that" asked my other best friend?

"It's the Mega Duck. I brought CFGP with me too."

"Why can't you be a normal Upstate New Yorker? We literally got Playstation."

"What fun is that?"

It wasn't some small quirk either. One day he took a long walk and came across a part of the area nobody had been to in decades and took pictures with my camera which he happened to have. Also having hyperthymesia, he came back and was all like "I took these photos of a place that seems like it was out of a fantasy painting and also recognized someone there who was on the missing persons list when I came back". Like a boss.

In contrast, alas, ever since moving, my possessions have become overwhelmingly mundane enough you'd expect most of it to be in an 18th century post-colonial American home, the exception (if you could call her that), ironically, being my dog who is of a rare breed.

What's the most wanderlusty thing you own, something that would be the absolute opposite of mundane if in your possession?

By that, I mean what's thing have you done that's the most likely for someone to react with "how the heck could you have done that on accident?"

My example: I successfully cooked a prime rib on accident. I was in charge of the house while everyone else was gone, and there was a prime rib slow-cooking in the oven. The problem was that a mist was coming out of the vents, and I didn't know it was normal. So I'd see the mist, turn off the oven, call my parents and grandfather, they would assure me it's normal, I'd turn the oven back on, and the cycle would continue because I don't risk that stuff. When they finally came home, we had the prime ribs for dinner, and the way I caused it to cook actually improved it. They bit out of it and immediately said "this is the best prime rib I've ever had". Thus I accidentally cooked a good prime rib. That's a positive experience anyways.

What some might say is my most profound negative example: There was a Minecraft level that was a replica of the whole nation of Denmark, and while the features that would allow it to otherwise be destroyed were disabled, I accidentally found the glitch that led to its demise and eventual conquest by America.

I guess due to luck with circumstances, this is often an issue for me. I wonder how normal it is. I was joking about this today with someone and comparing it to the scene from The Simpsons where Mr. Burns wakes up from being shot and randomly starts yelling Homer's name when asked who shot him. Thirty minutes later someone tried to confront me because I seemed like the most likely candidate for who stole their mail.