Life from a backpack

I don´t know how some people travel for months or years on end living only from their backpack! I have a 45L backpack and I definitely made the most of my space! Up until my last trip, I had not gone to any hot places and so I didn't know how to pack for Spain and Morocco. I brought shorts, dresses, skirts, flip flops, flats, two bathing suits, a beach towel, pants, sweaters, t-shirts, tank tops, long sleeve shirts...basically I fit almost my entire wardrobe into my 45L back pack. This was not the best idea I ever had, but now I have learned from my mistake!

I was just travelling for three and a half weeks; from May 28 until June 20 so I wanted to be sure that I did not forget anything. When I was packing, I did forget the fact that I have to carry my backpack everywhere, I have to get it onto the plane, and that I may want to buy souvenirs that will need to fit into my backpack.

My biggest problems was at the airport in Madrid when I flew from Madrid to Amsterdam with EasyJet. They made me put my purse into my backpack before they would let me get on the plane. I managed to shove it in okay and close my backpack, but then it was obviously oversized. I think that the check-in guy felt bad for me and so he just let me pass through.

It is tiring to live from one bag for such a long time. I returned back to Copenhagen yesterday and the first thing I did was empty my backpack and then went straight for the laundry room with all of my clothes. The thing about travelling is no matter how many times you shower, you never really feel clean. I did some laundry twice on my trip, but I still did not feel that clean because all of the clothes were shoved into my backpack and a little bit wrinkled. Now that I am back home I have showered, done my laundry, cut my nails, ate a good home cooked meal (thanks to my room mate, not me of course!), and slept in my own bed. I love seeing the world and travelling but it's always a good feeling to go back home.

On my bus ride from Amsterdam to Copenhagen I sat next to a Danish girl who had been studying for a year in Amsterdam and was returning home to her family in Denmark. Talking to her about going back to her family made me realize that I haven't been in Canada since December 31st, and since I have been gone travelling for 3.5 weeks I haven't even spoken to my family in about a month. I do consider Copenhagen my home, but it's just a temporary home. I am looking forward to going HOME to Canada; I think that by the time my flight roles around in August, I will be ready to go home home.