I should apologize to my dear, old, suffering blog. I haven’t been as faithful as I used to be. Sorry, bloggy… I did have to work a lot lately plus Pet Society is my latest jealous mistress and it insists on monopolizing my free time. (Robert Jordan’s WoT is not giving up without a fight, though.)
And so I am packed for tonight’s midnight flight. I have to say that I’m pretty proud of myself. The last time I went there, I had three bags. My Aunt Oda was aghast and asked what did I need three bags and seven pairs of shoes for during a brief 3-week stay. This time, I only have two pairs of shoes and wrinkle-resist clothes that all miraculously fit into my little black luggage. Plus the umbrella. 😀
This reminds me of a funny story told my by Mom’s friend. She informed her teenage daughter that they would be visiting Manila for three days. The girl immediately packed her stuff and brought a suitcase filled with clothes for a month’s stay. Her mom decided not to comment. When they arrived, the mother found out that though her daughter practically brought her whole room along, she forgot to bring a single pair of undies!
Aside from my necessities (meds: check, fashionable flat boots: check, flowery dress that looks good with the boots and a coat: check), I’m armed with two tourist guides, a large folded street map of London, a Tube map, a list of nice restaurants, a list of plays showing in the West End, a list of traditional English pubs, a list of must-see places including phone numbers and addresses, AND a three-page calendar for noting the day’s itinerary.
Since Chris is a first-time visitor to London, I asked him what he wanted to see. He replied that he’ll take it easy and go to wherever he thinks about in the morning. I said “fine” but I’m still bringing my binder. He may not have an itinerary, but I do. Haha!
Besides, it was Mr. I’ll-Take-It-Easy who hyperventilated and panicked when we had to change hotel bookings at the last minute.