I’ve been around the block when it comes to packing.
I’ve moved 9 times and vacationed a ton.
I’ve backpacked from Tibet to Everest (second base camp…absolutely no summiting attempts involved.
Heck I even sent my first husband packing.
The combination of my nomadic lifestyle and my obsession with lists qualifies me as a full fledged packing geek.
I’ve learned the hard way what it means to hatch a half-assed plan for a vacation.
Think begging for Benadryl aka diphenhydramine, at a back alley drug store in Hong Kong.
Picture a crying kid, wait no, make that screaming kid having an allergic reaction and that kid’s mother sucks at Cantonese. That’s a tame example of my previous half-assedness.
You’ll have to buy me a beer to hear my other 99 mishaps.