- I hate packing! She groans. Leaving early the next day the suitcase lies on the floor with its mouth wide open, waiting to be fed.

A lot of people seem to agree – they hating packing for their journeys or holidays and wait until the very last minute before they finally do it.
Personally, I love to pack for the trip, and I like to start early. Well, depending on the type of journey of course. Slowly, the sofa is filled with anything I plan to take with me. Lists are made and checked off as I go along.
Diary, pen, camera (remember batteries!), blister plasters, Idoform, sunscreen, mosquito repellent, underwear, bikini (will there be sun and bathing?), Jacket, shoes (for dressing up as well?), Singlets (many!), a nice sweater, pants and …. Oh, there’s probably something else too.

It’s all there, on the couch. Reminding me of the departure that is approaching. I’m looking forward to it! Visa? (Sorted). Passports, money and tickets (the most important!). Toiletries (shall I bring the big or small washing bag?).

Checking addresses, printing out reservations, maps … Shall I bring a phrase book?

Bag or backpack? Rolling my clothes together. Scattering and stuffing. The papers in here. Socks over there. Checking the weight – yep, it seems to be ok.

Almost ready now. Counting the minutes. Double-checking that the most important items are with me. Locking the door, down the stairs and voilà – I’m on my way!