I have travelled a lot.
But I still hate packing.
I never know how much is enough. And I always end up over packing.
I know will I overpack, and yet I still overpack.
When you go away for 2 weeks, do you bring 14 bras? 14 panties? 14 tops?
If I bring just 7 of each, that means I’ll have to wash my clothes.
Where will I dry them?
Will I be drying my most private gear in full view of whoever I’ll be staying with?
(Now I see the advantages of travelling alone.)
Someone said it’s going to be warm. Then someone told me to bring jackets and scarfs.
So what tops do I bring?
Some tops for hot weather? And some tops for cold weather?
What if it ends up being hot all the time?
Then I won’t have enough hot tops!
But what if it ends up being cold all the time?
Then I won’t have enough cold tops!
So maybe I should bring as many hot and cold tops as I can?
I will need as much sleeping clothes as I will need waking clothes.
Then that means I’ll have double of clothes!
Do I bring an extra pair of shoes?
I mean, I can’t go hiking in my Converses right?
Should I bring my own towel?
Or not bring one to save space?
Or maybe I should save space by bringing less tops!
But what if we go somewhere fancy?
I will need a fancy top!
What if we go and play sports?
I will need a sports bra!
Everytime I pack, I start feeling like I’ve become Bridget Jones or that Shopaholic girl.
So you see why it takes me at least 4 hours to pack for anything?