Less IS more in life, translated…
The very first time I’d ridden on the Ryanair, that goes from Great Britain to ALL the other major cities in Europe, I’d had one large and one small luggage. The dimension of my larger luggage was 55cm by 40 cm by 20 cm, weighing at ten kilograms, the other carryon was 35 cm by 20 cm by 20 cm. On the size of the luggage, the airline had the precise rules of size.
I am a believer, of traveling light, but, in my nineteen days to Spain on my own, I’d taken a total of ten kilograms’ worth of luggage, it surely, was a sort of a challenge to me. I’d estimated and weighed the needs of my items, thinking which items I should, take out, because I can live without them for a few days. Then, I’d, it’d, dawned on me, what, should we add in our packed up bags, in this trip called life, that we are only allowed, a limited amount of time in? What items, do we, discard? That should be, the HARDEST to manage of all!
the photo that came with the article from the newspapers…
The most precious are the usually hardest to do without in life, and, we were, misled, to believe, that what we’d needed, was what we’d, lacked. On the trip called life, there are, a lot of contradicting ideas, like those shadows that walked, upside down.
So, this, is what the narrator learned about life and herself, from packing up for her trips abroad, and, it’s so true what this woman stated, because we’d not known what we needed for our trips, we usually have the tendencies, to overpack, just like everywhere we’d visited, we are drawn, to buy some souvenirs, but, all of those souvenirs, would all become rubbish, because, chances of us, EVER taking them back out, after we went home, would be, slim to none, unless it’s something we might need every single day like mugs, glasses, or t-shirts, but, we already, have a TON of those things before we left for our trips, and yet, we can’t help ourselves, but to bring back more, and more of that, souvenir, and, everything becomes, JUNK, sold at very LOW prices in those yard sales or garage sales when we moved…
Life, the Obstacle Course 