I wonder if anyone else knows to what I am referring, regarding one of my pet peeves of travel. I just experienced this pet peeve, again today, while helping out a friend transport her luggage for what seemed like miles in the blistering sun.
On my first solo adventure across the Atlantic, I planned and prepped the packing of my bags for weeks in advance. Part of the reason for planning so far in advance was just out of pure excitement. The other part was that I had no idea what I was doing. I kept asking myself in my head, “How many days would I be gone? Would I need nice clothes for going out? Should I bring reading material? Batteries? What color shoes should I bring? How many pairs of socks & underwear would suffice? Would I be able to do laundry?”