I have zero- and I truly mean zero- patience for bad travelers. Like picky eating, I consider it to be a stain on your good name. The worst subset of these people are the ones who keep the Rome Olive Garden in business, and the second-worst are the ones who can’t figure out how to be on a plane (DO NOT EAT TUNA SALAD), but the third worst is the group that can’t pack at all. I am here to help you, bad packers.
Behold: a carry-on with the things for a 10 day trip to 3 radically different climates. You can do this.
Help me help you. Your life is about to be so much better. Continue reading
