It all fits
There must be something wrong – it all fits in my luggage. Remember that I have been on the road since 11 Feb and I have picked up a few things.
And then the memory comes back. George went home with a few things from Buenos Aires. I tossed a couple of things. I gave a bag full of “stuff” to Miriam when I was in New York. Gifted yarn along the way. Sent a couple of jackets home with Shana when I saw her in San Francisco. Picked up a couple more items while in SF. Mailed my wool pants, two winter sweaters, heavy shoes and my parka to Noah.
Now, if we can just ignore the yarn I bought in Chile & Peru and all of those fridge magnets (suckers are heavy when you add them up) and and the gift Royal towels. I take a deep breath before acknowledging that the stolen camera seriously affected my backpack….. items out > items in. All together it explains why after another almost 90 days I am can manage to get home with everything secure in one container or another.
Oh! It is a sea day and the last day of this cruise!