Being the organized and prepared person I am, it is 1:37am on Thursday, May 17, the day I leave for New Jersey and eventually to Europe, and I am still packing my bags. The concept of "backpacking" didn't really hit me till I attempted to cram 10 shirts, 5 pairs of shorts, a pair of jeans, 12 pairs of boxers and socks into the backpack I had purchased to carry around on my back all across Europe. I got the shirts and a pair of shorts in before I had no room left. I suddenly realized that "backpacking" meant wearing the same 2 shirts, the same shorts everyday, and rotating underwear and socks every 3 days. In about 2 weeks, I will be a smelly, stained man roaming the streets of Venice. I won't really
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