Last summer, my dad and I spent a month in Europe.
And before we left for our trip, my dad said, I challenge you to fit everything you need for a month in Europe in a carry on suitcase.
A small, little, teeny, tiny little carry on suitcase.
And at first, I was like, there's no way.
Like, there's actually no way.
Because let me give you some background on what kind of packer I am.
I am a prepared packer.
Some people would call me an overpacker, but I call myself a prepared packer.
For example, I'm going on a trip for two days.
I bring six pairs of underwear in six pairs of socks.
Why?
Because what if I step in muddy four times?
And what if I shit myself four times?
Well, I don't want to be left without underwear, and I don't want to be left without socks.
So I'm just prepared.
Let's say I'm going on a trip for a week.
Well, I would bring ten pairs of pants and ten tops.
Why?
Because I wouldn't dare wear an outfit twice.
That's sarcasm, by the way, because even when I was an over packer, I would still end up wearing the same outfit twice.