Ahhhh, yes, it is packing time yet again, and this is only one of the issues I dealt with.
My stuff was sprawled around my room [Yes, Sofia, the spare room in your house will forever be known as the 'Kari Suite' from here on out!] looking like a tornado hit it.
Being gone since March, I have acquired at least triple the stuff I came with. I not only traded my backpack for David's suitcase when he visited in May, but I had to buy a huge suitcase off of a Bangladeshie for 15 euros [what a good haggler!].
Not only is my amazing suitcase full, but I have also filled a cotton duffel bag with one good strap that I got in Cancun at age 11 [as well as my big Thai bag holding my computer[s], cameras, books, and other odds and ends].
I keep weird things. I also like to save things so that I wont have to buy them again. If you look in the close-up, I have everything from scented tea light candles to light up glasses, Venetian masks, glass jars and flouro short-shorts from Mas.
I swear, I do have clothes.
In fact I have far too many clothes. I have enough clothes for three people to last three seasons; in total, that is about NINE SEASONS of clothes and random crap that I've been carting around with me. This is slightly ironic as, before I left Tahoe, I got rid of the majority of my amazing clothes [vintage stuff, too!] and a lot of possessions, even downsized from the time I sold my car and gave away all my possessions when I left Huntington Beach because I didn't want my life to be weighed down by material things.
In the last year I have gotten given away a futon, two TVs, around sixty dvds, two nightstands, a chest of drawers, clothes, books, speakers, 3+ xl trashbags of clothes etc to the goodwill, fabric, canvases and paints, all my CDs, shoes, and probably a bunch of other stuff that I don't remember. This said, when I get back, I'll probably be cleaning out my closet again, so if you want free stuff....
Anyways, off to London tomorrow and VERY EXCITED ABOUT IT!
I'll be hanging around Camden and frequenting the vegan restaurant across from Starbucks by Loch 17, perusing the vintage clothes in Brick Lane and gourging myself with amazing curry....
Ohhhhhh London, get ready for me.
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