Friday, 2 January 2009
I have a confession to make. I love packing.
When I did A-levels, I got 98% on a module called 'decision & discrete' mathematics, which consisted mainly of critical path analysis and packing problems. I loved the satisfaction of getting everything to fit 'just so'.
Now, in the real world, I still get an inordinate amount of enjoyment out of packing. Not just packing to go away on holiday - but packing to come home again (which seems to depress most people), finding the best way of stacking food in the pantry, or any little task like that.
I pride myself on packing light for holidays. We managed our four-week honeymoon travelling hand luggage only, and even when we took two bikes and a tent for a six-week trip to Iceland we still managed not to go over our luggage allowance. (I still always take more than I need - something always makes it home unworn.)
So why is it that for one week skiing, I have more luggage than for a month of normal holiday?? (I don't even own my own skis yet.) I blame the bulk of the clothes, but still, it sort of hurts to have to check in a bag for a one week trip!