True it is not the regular Stuff of Americans I collect – i.e the car and house in the suburbs and all that goes with it, but the ethnic Stuff, mostly textiles and handmade items that reminds me of the heart and soul of the places in which I have lived and loved. I not only buy Stuff I want to have with me, but as gifts for others. What I can’t take stuff into my luggage, I ship. Or I convince family and friends to store the Stuff I leave behind. Is it possible to be a Bedouin and be addicted to Stuff?