The pleasure or the panic - which will it be during the last few hours before I leave?
I have so many lists I had to make a list of my lists.
I've packed a 20" international rollaboard with a capsule wardrobe edited by my daughter.
I'm trying to get everything else in my backpack, without using the expando zipper. That's supposed to be only necessary for the return journey. Sigh.
Tim O'Brien's The Things They Carry reminds us of our baggage. I'm simply unwilling to check a bag, so what do I need to bring vs. what do I want to bring? Time to start tossing.
For the first trip ever, I'm not bringing a pile of books. I have an iPad with 18 downloaded.
I hear "London Calling," a popular punk song when I was in the U.K. in 1984. I was so afraid of punkers until I went to a club wearing a friend's animal print pants. (I have animal print on my watchband)
Here's the original video (after all this, wontcha gimme a smile?)
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=EfK-WX2pa8c
Au revoir! Ciao! Auf Wiedersehen! See ya, US!
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