It all started on our April, 2000 trip when a friend of my daughter's asked us to pick her up a pin during our trip. We had no interest in pins. Well, we got the girl the pin and we spent hundreds of dollars and got hooked. The idea of trading pins seemed like a good one but we soon learned that the sharks had no interest trading with the average person except to land an unsuspecting novice willing to unknowingly trade a rare pin. CMs rarely had limited edition pins so approaching them was fun only to the extent of striking up a conversation with them.
The interest, thank God, has waned over the last year and we spent less than $100 this year, mostly on July 4th pins and a couple of limited editions. That's the way it should be.
I curse the pins.