Packing It In

I hate packing the night before I travel. I move from procrastination to frustration, deferring until its too late to do anything about the missing items, the shirts not ironed, or worse , buried at the bottom of the wash basket. Then there is the choice of which bag to pack. One night, easy, small, mini everything, no need to bring a spare suit. A week, easy, trusty Mandarina Duck, suiter, running gear, dare I say it, drinking clothes and, at Christmas, room for a few pressies on the return trip. But in between.......

The added complication these days is our friendly neighbourhood volcano. So far I've been lucky and have managed to be grounded on home turf. But each trip feels like a roll of the dice these days and so the packing decision becomes more complicated. Bigger bag, just in case? Extra this and extra that? Another book? A bigger book? But if you're going to have to change your plans, hop from airport to airport, changing flights on the fly (excuse the pun) who needs the extra weight?

As I said , I hate packing the night before I travel, procrastinating.....