A.k.a “An Ode to Over Thinking”
If there is one thing I am guilty of when it comes to traveling, it’s over packing. No, I’m not talking about six super-sized suitcases, each of which weighing the equivalent of an elephant (rest in peace, you poor airport luggage handlers), but I am admitting that I have a tendency to over think. I am one of those “what if” people that has an intense internal debate on whether or not to bring those ridiculous wedge heels just in case I might happen to want them for dinner one night. Can’t pick between two dresses? Screw it, I’ll just pack both. Ridiculous, I know. Now, imagine trying to pack for a two year trip, with the potential of not coming home during that time. Cue panic.
Below is a picture of what I’ve laid out to be packed. Depending on your definition of packing, this may or may not look like too much considering the circumstances. So what do you think? Too much? Too little? Well… (Scroll down)
This is way, way, WAY too much clothing, especially when compared to the Peace Corps recommended packing list. Nearly double, if we’re being entirely honest here. Three skirts, four dresses (dresses aren’t even on the packing list), three pairs of pants, seven tank tops, two shorts, a bathing suit, four t-shirts, a blouse, and two sweaters… And that’s over packing by Peace Corps standards. For me, this is par for the course.
We shall see if all of this fits into my two suitcases (though I know it likely will because I will make it work), but it’ll be interesting to see how I feel about all of this several months down the line. Will I regret it? Most likely.