It really doesn't seem like I learn anything... Every time I move I tell myself, next time I will bring less stuff, because I really can't travel like this. And every time I start packing I realize, I really have too much things... And of course, I start packing my bags two days before my departure.
Same thing this time... Here I am in my tiny appartment in Paris, surrounded by sooooo many things that just won't fit into my suitcase anymore. So I buy a second suitcase, telling myself that everyone can carry two bags, especially since I can easily just pull them behind me...
Unfortunately, my second bag was full when I looked around and realised I still have about a gazillion things to pack. That's when the many shopping bags I collected over the months come in handy... After two days of packing and packing everything is finally either in a suitcase or a bag and I am happy...
That doesn't last very long, because I realize I live on the second floor and there are no elevators... Half an hour later all my stuff is in the taxi and I am on my way to the train station... And when I arrive in the train station, lucky me, no more trolleys. So there I am running around looking for one while the taxi-meter just keeps on going.
I have to admit, the moment I sat down in the train was probably the best feeling I had the whole day. The other train guests must have been furious when there was absolutely no more space for their suitcases... but hey, I promise: Next time I move, I will travel lighter...
Really!!!!
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