spy camera
I visited my sister in Chicago over my spring break. She goes to the University of Chicago and her spring break this year didn't overlap with mine at all, so I got to visit Chicago (it was only the third time) and follow her around to some of her classes. We went to a couple of different parts of the city that I hadn't been to on previous visits - one, looking for a bike shop that could size her for a bike, because she's preparing for a cross-country bike trip this summer. We ate at a Moroccan restaurant, which has to be some of the most delicious food I've ever tasted. And we wandered around looking at storefronts.
There was this very bizarre store that we wandered into that I'd never really seen anything like before. It was a safety and survival store, kind of like a retail version of one of those "How to Survive..." books. It had everything from spy equipment and authority-surveillance to mace and pepper spray and tricks to keep travelers safe. There were these ingenious little door hangers, for instance, that you can hang on your doorknob - they are specifically for traveling, so you hang them on the inside of your hotel door - and they are alarms that go off when somebody opens the door. There are all kinds of other little movement, opening, or detachment triggered alarms like that. Some of them seemed eminently un-useful, but still very cool.
They also sold some spy camera, ranging from quite simple to extremely elaborate. Imagine having a hidden camera in your purse or briefcase. Everything in the store was either bright orange in warning or pitch black for remaining hidden.
I know that being prepared is good, but maybe there's such a thing as being over prepared - so prepared for something bad to happen that you become paralyzed by it. In a way, it can feed into your fear, and unless you have real reason to fear, maybe you shouldn't spend so much time and energy on being afraid - there are plenty of other more enjoyable things to waste it on, after all.