I've got my list down proper but I'm not going to upload it until about tomorrow. I have a handful things to get before I leave. I didn't know the fun fact about the life span of tooth brushes (3-6 months) and now my teeth just laugh when the bristles run over them.
Additionally, I need a hair brush. They actually fall apart. Its not a thing that lives forever. The plastic bits fall off and soon your carving ancient mystic symbols into your scull. According to hair dressers I should be combing wet hair with a comb, but really, the brush is quick and tidy, and, while I am concerned about my hair, I don't think my hair is going to up and move if I maintain my use of a brush.
Travel tooth paste. I don't need to explain that really. I'm traveling and its tooth paste. I come off the plane having sat in 5.5 hours marinating in recycled farts, time travel and fear masked with t.v dinners, brushing my teeth is a priority, because then at least my mouth doesn't resemble what the rest of me has been doing.
My feelings towards souvenirs. |
Then, the bane of purchasing if your using a backpack, I must acquire souvenirs. I do like the people I'm giving these gifts to, but I have a limited amount of room! There are things I could bring! My lucky piece of horse hair. My batman suit. A wig for special occasions. C'est la vie I suppose.
Tomorrow, the book break down... How I will endure the 6.5 hour flight over a distance that took the vikings 5 years, frost bite and cannibalism, by complaining about small beverages and whining about the video selection.
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