After several days of sad goodbyes to family and friends, we finally departed for the UK and arrived this morning. Unusually, the flight was pretty good! Without paying for an upgrade, I was able to claim five entire seats and sleep lying down. Ritchie had two seats and slept happily. Add a curry option for dinner and you have two very satisfied flyers. Anyway, boring airplane ride aside, we had a nice welcome at my in-laws house and got to visit with everyone for a few hours. (According to my mother-in-law, it wasn’t “dinner,” it was a “buffet.” I don’t know the difference). Ritchie and I only have two days in the UK before we leave for India; I fully plan on spending those two days relaxing, stuffing myself with pies and scotch eggs, and reading the Daily Mail while drinking tea. Please don't expect any interesting posts for the next few days - as exemplified by this post - as the real adventures have yet to start.
Sunday, November 27, 2011
Wednesday, November 23, 2011
This is what packing for a year looks like.
Packing is a total nightmare. I like to think that I have a system to ensure that I pack everything I need. The system goes something like this:
1. A week before departure, throw every form of clothing that I own on the floor.
2. Arrange into sloppy piles.
3. Let sit for several days (but look at piles and feel stressed out every time I enter the bedroom).
4. Re-arrange piles into less sloppy forms; throw more clothes on the floor.
5. Hours before departure, stuff clothes into suitcases in a panic.
6. Once on airplane, remember important items that I have forgotten (probably somewhere on the floor).
This picture was taken with my phone which has a lame camera, but this gives you the general idea:
As I said, it's a nightmare. Yet, I have so many other things to do and I don't leave until Saturday! That leaves me at least a few hours on Saturday morning to haphazardly throw this crap into my collection of suitcases. Wish me luck!
1. A week before departure, throw every form of clothing that I own on the floor.
2. Arrange into sloppy piles.
3. Let sit for several days (but look at piles and feel stressed out every time I enter the bedroom).
4. Re-arrange piles into less sloppy forms; throw more clothes on the floor.
5. Hours before departure, stuff clothes into suitcases in a panic.
6. Once on airplane, remember important items that I have forgotten (probably somewhere on the floor).
This picture was taken with my phone which has a lame camera, but this gives you the general idea:
As I said, it's a nightmare. Yet, I have so many other things to do and I don't leave until Saturday! That leaves me at least a few hours on Saturday morning to haphazardly throw this crap into my collection of suitcases. Wish me luck!
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