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Pack Rat
Thursday, March 16, 2006

I want this. I wish there was some way I could get it before I go away on Sunday. Ah well. At least I have The Big Lebowski on my iPod so I can watch it on the plane.

I consider myself a good packer. Well, at least I am now. The first time I went to Italy I took a huge suitcase (it didn't even have skate wheels!) and a smaller suitcase-like thing. I brought two cameras (my SLR and a point and shoot) and about one hundred rolls of film. I'm pretty sure I brought a hair drier. And several pairs of shoes. And lots of clothes. Sure, I was there for a month, but there is no way I would bring that much stuff anywhere ever again. The first time Kyle and I went to Italy together we brought two small backpacks. They weren't even travel backpacks, I'm talking book-bag-sized knapsacks. We mellowed out a bit and now we've got one big (non-carry-on) rolling suitcase that we share. When I'm traveling without him, I whittle things down to a rolling carry-on. Since I no longer care about fashion, I don't pack much in the way of clothes. So why do I feel like I can't zip my suitcase closed?

One reason is that even though I'm bringing a single pair of jeans (plus the overalls I always wear on the plane), I have to pack eight pairs of socks, underwear, and t-shirts. Sure, I could probably do with fewer and wash them in the hotel sink, but almost everything I wear is cotton and I'm not about to wait for stuff to dry. Toiletries are another space-waster. I even have small travel bottles, but that stuff adds up. Because my mom is determined to go to a cheesy Euro disco, I have to bring a pair of boots and one dress. I have the best travel dress. It's a long green paisley thing and I call it "My Plastic Dress" because, you guessed it, it's 100% polyester. You can crunch it in a ball while it's wet and it still won't wrinkle. And no matter how much my weight has fluctuated over the years, it still fits and looks good, too. I will cry when this dress finally dies, but considering what it's made of, I figure I'll be dead for at least a thousand years before that happens.

Aside from clothes, there is all the technological stuff. I no longer have to pack an SLR, two lenses (regular and zoom) and copious amounts of film, but I do have to bring all those damned chargers. I have the adapter for the camera, my pda, the external battery for my iPod, plus the European voltage converter. I might not even bring the charger for my phone. I'm going to turn it off as soon as I get on the plane and I'm not going to turn it back on until I get back. I wanted to get that iGo thing, but I didn't want to waste my money unless they had adapters for all of my gadgets, which they didn't.

So, even though I'm a light packer, my bag is stuffed. I can't even imagine what my mom is going to pack. She's nuts. When she goes away, she brings a different pair of shoes for each outfit, which means a different pair of shoes for each day. I've already warned her not to do that. For one thing, I'm not carrying her bag and, since her husband isn't going with us, he's not going to carry it either. For another, Italy is not the place for Payless shoes, unless you want to end up crippled. I learned that lesson the hard way. Well, not that I wore Payless shoes, but I did wear new shoes. The first time I went to Europe I was in high school and fashion was very important to me. My goal was not to see the Mona Lisa or The Tower of London, it was to was to find a super cool pair of shoes. Mission accomplished. I bought creepers in London and wore them the next day as we searched Père Lachaise for Jim Morrison's grave. I seriously wanted to cut my feet off after that little bit of fashion idiocy. Both pairs of shoes I'm bringing on this trip are by Børn, perhaps the most comfortable shoe company there is. And even though I don't want to, I'm going to have to wear the boots on the plane. They won't fit in my suitcase. I'll just have to make sure to unlace them before we get to the security check. Damned shoe bomber.

posted at 5:06 PM . link to this post . . (4) comments

4 Comments:

I tend to over-pack. I'm getting better; I used to be really bad. You know why? Because I don't like thinking about and/or guessing what I'm going to need in advance. I don't like saying, "Well, I'll be gone for 5 days, and it probably won't be warm all 5 days, so maybe 3 pairs of pants and 2 shorts will do." I end up throwing in 5 pants and 5 shorts, you know? Well, maybe that's an exaggeration, but you get the idea. I throw in more than I need so I don't have to worry about needing anything.

Also, I always have delusions that I will have more time to get "fun stuff" done. I pack several books, the ipod, the laptop, and whatever is needed for whatever little projects I might be working on. I usually end up using hardly any of it.

These days, I'm better at cutting stuff down, but probably still not particularly good. Thankfully, it's rarely an issue, because I've become something of a homebody and don't travel too often anymore.

By Blogger Steve, at 3/17/2006 10:38 AM  

One of the benefits of traveling off season, which is what we generally do, is that you pretty much know you're not going to need shorts. I actually rather have to wear a jacket and carry an umbrella the entire time we're away than dodge crowds in the sweltering heat.

I always bring a lot of stuff on the plane for entertainment, since I can't sleep on planes. Actually, I can't sleep sitting up or in a reclining position. I pretty much can't sleep unless I'm curled into the fetal position or flat on my stomach. I really hope I have an aisle seat, which I requested. I need to get up and walk around constantly. I hate being trapped on the inside by some lucky sleeping person.

By Blogger Angela, at 3/17/2006 11:13 AM  

Might I ask how you got movies on your iPod? I'd love to get Lebowski and a few others on my iPod. Most of the videos I have won't play on the new iPod.

By Anonymous David, at 3/19/2006 3:33 PM  

David, do you have a mac? If so, you can use Handbrake to rip movies to your iPod. Let me know if you use Handbrake, and I will send you the settings I use. If you have Windows, sorry, I can't help you.

By Blogger Angela, at 3/29/2006 8:39 AM  

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