Packing Hell Part 2

So funny story........

You know that trunk I was bringing? The one I thought that would be great to lock my stuff up in, well bad idea. That POS busted on me and while sure I could probably use the mighty power of duct tape and hope that it made it to Africa in one piece I'd sure be pissed if it busted apart while in transport to Africa and bye bye went all my stuff. That'd sure be something to cry about.

So a delayed trip to DC, another night in NYC and a rush to the army surplus store has landed me with the most enormous duffle bag in the world and let me tell you has made my packing life oh so much easier. Of course its problematic in the sense that I now have room for more stuff.....
I just have to remind myself there's a weight limit. Besides this thing doesn't have wheels so I'm just gonna be dragging it around along with my enormous backpack. But I gotta do what I gotta do.


Anyways I'd like to take a moment to thank all my parents for being so great. Dad and Bev thanks for letting me stay with y'all and all the help with everything. It sure made life easier. Mom and Chris much thanks for the duffle bag and all the other help and to Mom for being the packing Nazi. I just couldn't have done this and packed and everything without y'all help so much thanks and appreciation for the vital role y'all all played.