Let the packing begin! While it seems like I just finished packing and unpacking, it is nevertheless time to pack once again. It is always difficult to figure out what to take and what to leave behind for the next time. Will I wear that dress? Can I possibly fit all these shoes? And don’t even get me started about books. It is torture. With the baggage fees that most airlines are charging nowadays, and the expensive extra baggage fees and overweight baggage fees, I am usually very careful with packing and weighing my suitcases. Over the past two years I have nearly perfected the fine art of packing a suitcase as close to the maximum weight limit as possible, often to the exclamation of the check in folks at the airport as it weighs in at 49.8 or exactly 50 pounds.
This evening, for a bit of post-packing comic relief, my mom and I watched this episode of Mr. Bean. I realized I just had to share it here since it makes me laugh every time I see it! Earlier today I felt just like Mr. Bean, with his small suitcase and bed piled high with things to pack. But don’t worry, I started with the big suitcases!
Chef Chuck says
That funny Laura, packing is always a wild scene! You seem to have it down better then, Mr Bean!! 🙂
I love this Mr Bean episode, it reflects all my packing debacles to a T.
Are you excited about returning to the Old World? The sun is shining…
Ciao Chuck! Yes, wild is a very good word! I had the packing down very well until I really started moving to Italy. Gone are the days of traveling light! I have three large checked suitcases and two carry on bags. It makes the journey a bit of an adventure, and amusing for people watching at the airport, but it just makes more sense than mailing things. But the time I get to Italy and get my pile of suitcases down the 60 some steps, I really feel like I have been on an adventure. But it is worth it!
Ciao Lola! Yes, just multiply the size of the suitcases by about 10 and you got my packing debacle the other day! 🙂 Yes, I am really excited about returning home. I can’t wait to open the window and smell the fresh air, hear the church bells, and see what magic Spring has done while I was away. But, of course, returning means that it is time for goodbyes here, which is always a sad time. Keep that sun shining! I will be back soon!