Packing Woes
Though I gave myself almost a week to prepare, I only just finished my packing! In a few hours I'd be on a plane to Bacolod, still trying to catch up on some sleep. What possessed me to take the earliest flight out? When I did this on my trip to Singapore, I ended up sleeping at the hotel until noon on my first day!
I managed to put most of my stuff in one backpack like I wanted. On my Luzon trip I only had 11 days, but this trip might take me almost a month. Since I couldn't just double the clothes I brought the last time, I had to make sure that all my stuff coordinated and were especially non-bulky. This meant a lot of stretch t-shirts and shorts. And absolutely no jeans; they don't dry as fast.
I absolutely cannot fly without books! I brought Lonely Planet Philippines because I needed it (duh!). Also The Stranger by Albert Camus to read on the beach. Incidentally the latter's about a guy who commits a murder on a beach because of racial prejudice, which seems morbid but something I'd find a lot more interesting than plodding through One Hundred Years of Solitude by Marquez. That book will frankly take me, well, a hundred years. Plus it has no beach in it. My sister is falling down laughing as I explain this to her.
Anyway, my packing done, I heave a sigh of relief and think of just buying anything else I might need on the way. There are malls everywhere in the Philippines, and SM malls especially are pretty much in the major cities. I wonder if I should sleep the few hours I had left, or just watch the first episodes of the latest season of Lost.
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