Tuesday, July 13, 2010
Apple packing: strict mistress of the suitcase
Should you pack for the hopeful vacation?
More than 20 years ago, my two younger sisters, Pietra and Sharon, packed full-length ballgowns and tennis raquets for their 18-month back-packing trip around Europe (OE, overseas experience we call it in Nu Zild). And they actually wore the ballgowns many times. And so did their friends. Pietra remembers wearing them to a function at New Zealand House in London. The gowns were very tight as they were on the Heathrow diet (similar to the Freshman 15). But it didn't seem right to wear their Adidas tracky pants, every good Kiwi woman's travelling staple. She can't recall if they ever played tennis, maybe not as they never carried tennis balls.
At Oakland Airport for our 9am flight, I am so exhausted by my new found discipline, I return to old habits when buying food for lunch on the plane. I end up purchasing a fully cooked breakfast, a large chicken soup, pork buns and chicken salad. Just for me. End up eating none of it. Pic shows Cy and Tallulah on the plane, who like me watched TV for five hours and ate...none of their lunch.