Last week, the New York Times published this story about packing for 10 days in a carry-on bag. It’s impressive. When I read it, I was, at that very moment, cramming Every Single Thing in France into my suitcase. I had long since given up any thoughts of staying below the 50 pound limit and was only worrying about getting everything to fit.
So, really, I should have known better. Bringing a wee little bag with me was short sighted. I needed a duffle bag. Or more.
Hello, my name is Cathy and I’m a culinary shopaholic. When I travel to other countries. I wander through indoor and outdoor markets and every epicerie, charcuterie and pretty little shop for condiments and mustards, honeys and liqueurs and dried fruits.
I packed for my trip to Gascony & the Basque region with all this in mind. I was carrying several gifts for Kate (jars of goodies, of course, and some garden items and a few other things) that I felt sure would offset whatever I might collect to bring home.
No such luck. Naturally, I did buy another tote bag (not another suitcase, though I considered it). With some clever packing and sheer determination, when I checked in at the Bordeaux airport, the very nice agent waved my checked bag through at just a bit over the 50 pound limit (23.6 Kg) and I boarded the plane with two very full tote bags.