I haven't posted a travel-related post in a while because my plans still haven't solidified (the perils of dealing with other people's schedules!). Hence, all the photography-related posts. In the meantime, I thought I'd share a story.
I can't recall if I was in New York or San Francisco, but I do remember the moment I was downgraded to "unglamorous." The conversation went something like this:
Me: "Toothbrush... check!"
C: "You're using a checklist to pack?"
Me: "Yeah. Why? Is that bad? I've got like 90 unique items that I have to pack for any given trip!"
C: "Well, it's just that I always had the impression that you would pack last-minute before you would fly up to meet up with me."
Me: "Well, I sort of do! I can pack in 45 minutes before any trip, thanks to my travel checklist."
C: "But that's so 'unglamorous.'"
Me: "You travel practically every week. And, you don't have a checklist?"
C: "Nope."
So there you have it. I lost my glamorous, jet-setting status in two seconds thanks to my travel checklist.
But, I'd rather be unglamorous any day than relive moments like when I had to buy a non TSA-approved nail clipper (I broke a nail! It was a dire emergency! I was in a foreign country!) only to have it confiscated by airport officials. :(
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