Basically the way I have everything packed is like this:
In my big suitcase (thank you, James) I have all my clothes and just about all of my shoes. This includes sweaters, tank tops, t-shirts, dressy tops, dresses, jeans, shorts, underwear, socks, tights, leggings, hats, scarves, gloves, mittens, a jar of peanut butter, and two packs of ramen noodles. I realize that I probably won't need half of the stuff, but it's comforting to have.
Next I have a large backpack. In there I have a couple pairs of shoes, a sweatshirt and sweatpants (gotta have comfy clothes), a winter coat, make-up, toiletries (of the appropriate size of course), electronic stuff (chargers, converters etc.), belts, a French/English dictionary, make-up, jewelry, a teddy bear (also for comfort), and some other random stuff.
Finally I have my smaller backpack, equipped with a laptop, a kindle, books I had bought as teaching aids, an empty water bottle (I plan on filling it up after going through security), a brush, a purse with my passport and wallet in it, gum, and snacks.
I have about 15 pounds that I'll use to get lunch while I am in London waiting to change planes, and then I have about 120 euros for when I get to France. I wish I had more (kinda forgot about getting it from the bank until it was too late), but there should be an ATM at the airport, or that should last me until I get to Saumur where there are definitely ATMs. I didn't end up buying my train ticket from Paris to Saumur ahead of time, because I didn't know which train I'd be able to make. Although it would have saved me some $$$, I feel less pressured this way.
My last week at home has been lovely. I saw my friends last weekend, had lunch with my grandparents on Tuesday, and spent some quality time with my parents the rest of the time. Not to mention eating crabs my last night in Maryland, I mean what could be better than that?
While I am super excited when I think about where I'm going and what I'll be doing, it makes me sad to think about everything and everyone I'll be leaving. I know I am going to miss home a lot, but I also know that time is going to fly, so I plan on enjoying every day.
So as I wear my heaviest boots, comfortable leggings, a t-shirt, and a sweatshirt (yes I am already roasting), my journey begins.
Here I go!
So as I wear my heaviest boots, comfortable leggings, a t-shirt, and a sweatshirt (yes I am already roasting), my journey begins.
Here I go!
Bon voyage! I'm going to be a regular reader of your blog. Tell Angie to start a blog too!
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