Have you conquered your suitcase?
If not ………… the question will change to
Have you conquered your suitcasES?!
My suitcases have so many stories to tell.
Imagine…. just imagine … if all your luggage could talk. They would tell of our anxious airport waits, bedroom whispers, dog sniffers making us feel guilty for nothing, thieves scratching through our treasures, forbidden goods snuggled in jeans & shoes, food poisoned owners, add notations of the pulled shoulder muscles, complaining husbands ……….. and last but not least the sad kitty faces hiding in there wishing mummy/daddy would take them with. Oh – & silly adults wishing to midgitisize to join the journey !
The first few years they used to moan and groan, our sad suitcases.! Splitting at the seams from being overfed unnecessary clothing, toiletries, gifts, umbrellas, curling tongs etc. Those unwelcome “just incase” extra high heeled shoes & swimming costumes for the north pole… say no more
My suitcase would hang on the cupboard when I would try to take them out to pack for a Journey crying out “nooo, pleaaase, I don’t want to go!!!” (you know the way Dogs grow long legs grabbing for the edges of the bathtub at bathtime).
Let the packing begin, creak, tearing stitching, lid down…. squash, sat on, jumped on, locks straining …. closed.
God forbid Customs wants to search – embarrassing. You know nothing ever fits back in after the first delve into the contents!!! Aargh.
From my first baby school suitcase, remember those weeny brown ones with two silver clippy locks? aaaah, Cute.
Then the numerous cases packed by my dearest Mum – patiently, neatly, & cleverly colour co-ordinated clothing. Beautifully made beach dresses and special shirts with matching shorts. Brand new swimming costume – I was allowed to choose a shapely red halter neck number when I turned 14. Bless you Mum.
How did she make it look so simple?
Heavens – our brains turn to mush when we pack for ourselves in adulthood do they not!
Were Mums and Dads (not Dads, Men never overpack!!!) cases bulging, crying, popping?
anyway…. Then came the boarding school trunks – the more senior and older – the more “stuff” seemed to jostle to climb into that trunk….. until there was an overflow.
Oh my word – as a teenager EVERYTHING is important – how does one weed out those unimportant – very important – items. Tears, temper tantrums, no speaks!
Then comes a vacation as an adult of 28 – to Europe – Greece.
How was I to know that one carries ONES OWN suitcase (casES) in Europe?!
(I am from Africa where there is always a smiling porter with a trolley to assist a guest on arrival at the doorstep of the hotel, motel, safari tent, train………..)
After the 2nd night, 2nd plane, taxi, ferry – and too many arm stretching metres of carrying as happens in Europe – 3 cases became 2.
Hotel became 1 suitcase richer…. plus contents of an extra towel, bikini, umbrella, shoes, dress, jeans, extra toiletries and boxes of plasters/bandages for “just in case”. Wonder if they ever tried to find me to return the case?
What did I think – oh Rozzie – was Greece actually on Mars…. not!!!
Gosh my arms are aching in sympathy with that memory.
How does one actually CARRY 22 kgs with a small handle I ask???!! In those days there were no wheels and handles!
Giggling so much at our stupidity when we pack…… and the ridiculous “things” we deem necessary….. I continue musing
Who has owned any of the following ? :
Tiny brown suitcase for baby school /
Fabric suitcase with a small handle ( yippee -with 2 others that fit into it – so posh) /
Metal trunk (big latch for big lock) /
Backpacks for hiking in the mountains (none of them ever comfortable) /
Hard leather suitcase with lock & key passed down from Dad & Mum (one had to travel in cognito for the shame of those suitcases which are now COLLECTORS treasures) /
Travel Backpack with single arm (which was too short) , zipped pockets & pouches plus 2 wheels & feeble zip handles to attach a tiny tiny lock /
brightly coloured (looking iresistable to thieves) canvas with long handle plus 2 wheels with combination lock /
samsonite case with handle plus 2 wheels (but without that extra stretch room) with lock that needs a hammer to open if damaged /
HORAAAAY – carry on SENSIBLE boring canvass (no crown jewels in this one ate) , handle at top and side, with long strong double arm plus 4 wheels PLUS built-in lock ………………………………7kg.
I now have conquered suitcases and belong to the “Travel Light Club”. Only Carry-On Suitcase for me, filled with colour codded clothing, first aid kit, documents, phone charger………………. oh, and a good book always?
WHERE ARE YOU AT WITH YOUR SUITCASES?
I will be showing you two different ways of packing sometime ………….. watch this space.