Travel the world and buy a bank.

International Travel.
East Los Angeles 1956.
We got a call from our uncle Kelly wanting to know if we cousins want to drive with him to Tijuana Mexico. A good two hours south. And again this was pre-Interstate driving down the coastal highways. Driving the PCH and other coastal roads.
So uncle Kelly shows up in his brand new two tone green Desoto. What a car.
So off we went south to the boarder.
We cross boarder customs and into beautiful downtown tijuana. What a place.
The point of this trip was to bring back some trinkets and hand made goods. However uncle Kelly instructed we kids to never pay the asking price on anything. Learn to dicker. Just make a reasonable offer. If you think the thing is just worth a buck, offer 75-cents and see what they say.
Meanwhile back at uncle Kelly’s car little boys were wiping his windshields in expectation of a handsome tip. But uncle ran them off. Don’t need their services.
But after a few hours of wrangling and dickering I came up with a ceramic Bull Bank. Something like a piggy bank. Except this bull bank had all the working parts between his rear legs. None the less I bought it and took it home. I was so proud of my hagling techniques. Whew!