I am heading out west tomorrow.
My perpetually-packed bag is ready to go. Why do I keep a perpetually-packed bag? It just makes life easier. In it, I have any toiletries, aspirin, socks & undies, jammies, sunscreen and hat, a small pillow, a great hairbrush, a swimsuit, a couple of small books, my small King James Version Bible, my "hotel slippers", some chocolate, miso soup, and other sundry items. Into this perpetually-packed bag, I throw whatever clothes will fit the bill of the clime to which I am travelling.
Heck, though: what do I throw in tonight? This morning it was 7*. Coat, hat, mittens, turtleneck, snowboots, for tomorrow's Ccccold sunrise. And then, lighter, yet-still wintery apparel. And finally? I don't know. A t-shirt?
Well, whatever. As that Spouse o' Mine once said, "There's a Wal Mart in every city."
So, stay tuned. It's going to be a whirlwind of a trip, I kid you not.