The prospect of packing has been a greatly anticipated one in the run up and preparation for my long awaited trip. Yet here I am, a week away from departure, the need to crack on ever bearing down, and it has turned out to ultimately be a total ball ache. I have spent months writing lists, even lists of future lists to be written. (A habit my family ceaselessly mocks me for.) Lists and post-it notes galore, I am therefore seemingly the expert traveller with my packing organisation and you would think I had this in the bag. (Ha!). Wrong. As I become ever more determined to defy my womanly instincts to pack everything 'just in case', and take as little as humanly possible, I have noticed a pattern. You might think it goes like this:
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