grannyactivist people like you are so impressive. But presumably you go somewhere hot if you can manage with so few clothes?
We went to the Arctic with our 12 suitcases and one case alone was packed tightly with duffel coats, scarves, woolly hats and gloves. But that's no excuse, I know. The reason for such self-indulgent packing was that we weren't flying and a nice taxi-man carried everything from house to car, from car to Southampton docks and from setting down point to porter. We didn't see the luggage again until we were in our ship's cabin. And, as they say in all the cruise brochures "you only have to unpack once".
This time is different. We are travelling on trains and we are staying in five different hotels in five different European cities. Despite this, we have been advised to have just one small case each. DH has been in the loft with his tape measure (don't ask) and, being a stickler for rules (which I am not), has given me a teeny weeny case which won't even begin to meet my needs. But, you'll be pleased to know grannyactivist that we have invested in a backpack each (they used to be called rucksacks, but hey ho, times change). I can't bear the things but I suppose they have a point.
This is not a moan. I am extremely excited. But what about pretty shoes and gorgeous dresses? I'll just have to leave them behind in the certain knowledge that when we get home I'll be too fat to wear them again. And I'll almost certainly have dowager's hump after all that rucksacking business. As I've said before, holidays are so exhausting! 