I know I write a lot about air travel. I think people are uniquely themselves when they think nobody is watching or they are traveling alone, which often times makes me laugh. Airports are the perfect place to be anonymous. That is until you do something outrageous and others start to notice or comment or film you! Take a look at what this poser did until he was nailed by a judgy bystander..
I always travel in comfortable clothes. Neat, respectful outfits. I never show too much. I don’t wear sayings that might offend. I never wear flip flops or take my shoes off while onboard. But I gotta say, my hoodie and legging combo is good– according to me of course.
I think one of the biggest decisions facing travelers today regards baggage. To check or not to check is the great debate. (I myself am a Never Check, unless the trip is more than seven days or I’m transporting something large or fragile there or home.)
So I am almost always on the side of carry-on– an easy gliding, four wheeler dreamboat from Roam that expands enough and I can always manage to close it without a struggle.
I’m totally a utilitarian packer– I pack outfits based on planned activities with no margin for error. (There are always stores where I go. So if I desperately need something specific for a surprise event, I can shop local. But it hasn’t happened yet– the emergency, I mean. Of course the destination shopping has happened, silly!) I do try to maximize my packing. But I abide by the USPS tagline: basically “If it fits, it ships.” Case closed.
Also, I superpack a roomy under the seat bag that houses my laptop and my small purse tucked into my bigger tote, which leaves enough space in my regulation rollerboard for all outfits and accessories to fit snugly.
The reasons I carry on are as follows: Like all of you, I dread the thought of lost luggage. It could totally ruin a trip! Two: I don’t want to impatiently wait at baggage claim. Why are those minutes so long and frustrating? Is it just me? And Three: I don’t want anything to slow down my eager sprint out of the airport toward my targeted destination. Once I land, I wanna get going.
So if you’re wondering how I deal with the overhead compartment and my (ahem) substantially stuffed bag, I always seem to find a nice flight attendant or friendly traveler to help me heave my belongings up into the overhead bin.
So I guess when it comes to packing, I’m proudly below average. I can’t imagine having to select all those extra outfits for just in case scenarios. Packing is stressful enough. The last thing I wanna do is spend more time making decisions on additional dinner outfits, opening reception options or travel shoes. Nooo thanks.
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