So I dont know too many people that like packing but when traveling to a third world country, it takes on a whole new level of dislike. If you forget it, you wont have it. The only chance to get it is the overnight we spend in Florida before we get up at the butt-crack of dawn to fly to Haiti. I have made this trip many times but it still gives me fits to try and do it successfully. I end up procrastinating and doing a million other things to avoid the dreaded packing. But there is a catch.. all of our baggage has to be weighed as we fly on old cargo planes and all our weight counts!
So there is only so much procrastination that I can do before the dreaded "weight date" arrives. Then the dreams start. Those dreams that feel so real that you wake up sweating and shaking. My dream is one where I am in Florida and realize that I have forgotten to pack underwear. Not such a big deal traveling to most places but put in the factor that its to Haiti and it becomes a much bigger deal. In my dream I make it to Florida and we are stuck in the hotel with no vehicle and no stores around and I am trying to figure out how far it is to walk to the nearest shop that has underwear. All the dreams and the same scenario but all play out in different ways.. sometimes its finding out there is a store nearby but having a taxi never show to bring me to the store. Sometimes its going to the IHOP thats across from the hotel and paying off one of the waitresses to go buy me some underwear! In all of my dreams I have never been successful at finally getting the underwear and awake with a start and have to go and check my bag and make sure its in there.
So here I sit writing a blog post as an attempt to avoid finishing my packing as the "weight date" looms in the near future.......
