Tired of Packing…
Posted By Rae on March 28, 2008
I love to travel. I hate to pack and unpack. It feels that I’ve spent most of my life packing or unpacking a suitcase.
My parents separated when I was young, so I went back and forth between them. I left a lot of items at my dad’s, but not clothes. I’d pack Friday evening, unpack Friday evening, repack on Sunday and unpack again Sunday. Twice a month.
Through high school and cégep, I packed and unpacked to go to dad’s, to work (where I often would spend the weekend), to travel.
In university and college, I’d pack and unpack to visit my folks and my friends. Same thing since I started to work full-time.
Then I started to travel again.
Pack. Unpack. Repack. Reunpack.
I always check my packing list, but it’s a crutch. I don’t need one, just reminders of unusual items I need to bring.
It will be so nice to have a house on wheels, to be at home wherever I go, to put away the suitcase and bags for a while, to spend more time seeing and doing than sitting on a suitcase filled with all the stuff I might or might not need for the traveling I’m doing while praying that it’ll zip shut without bursting.
Tired of packing, but oh-so-not tired of traveling.
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