I’m sure I forgot to pack something
Last night, like all nights before a trip, was dedicated to repacking my bags. This one was a bit different given the number of different destinations but not enough to really be a problem. Pants, shirts, underwear, socks, toiletries, all into the bag with a bit of room to spare. The camera bag came together quickly as well. I’ve got all the chargers and cables I can think of and I’ve got the adapters to make my USA plugs work in European outlets.
So what I am forgetting?
It isn’t my passport. That rarely leaves my side. And it isn’t my MP3 player, Kindle or NetBook. What could it possibly be?
Maybe I really didn’t forget anything, but I find that hard to believe. Then again, there’s a first for everything. The good news is that I’ve gotten very good at buying replacements on the road for whatever it is I’m missing
Only about 6 hours now until the flight to Chicago for the pre-party.
don’t forget your wallet, credit cards, cash etc!
“Pants, shits, underwear, socks, toiletries, all into the bag with a bit of room to spare.”
Really? I hope this is just a test that we are reading the blog, and not some new way to identify by smell your rollaboard amongst 200 black ones with the bright yellow FT tag.
Whoopsie!!
I guess I really should proof read more than just depending on spell check to catch the typos.