Our bags are packed, our last-minute errands are all taken care of, and we're ready to hit the road early tomorrow morning. The first leg of the trip is the drive to San Diego, where we'll spend the weekend with family. Our dogs will be vacationing with John's parents while we're gone: they always have a great time there, and look rather sad when we bring them home to our little back yard.
After months of planning, our vacation is about to start! We bought our plane tickets in January (John had enough frequent flyer miles to cover two of them), and I've been researching and planning ever since. Attempting to calculate the value of train passes vs. point-to-point tickets, researching the best luggage, making hotel reservations, etc. We agreed that we would only pack a single carry-on bag per person, for maximum flexibility. We will be taking trains everywhere we go, and several of the rooms I've booked are on upper floors with no elevator, so travelling light seems like a good idea.
As usual, I'm probably going to lie awake tonight worrying that I've forgotten to pack something important. Yes, I know I can buy almost anything I need when I get there, but I can't stop myself from thinking about what I've packed! Some people are just worriers (me), some are not (John).
Have fun, Edna. I'll be living vicariously through you - post often!
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