Since I was a small boy I have always used a backpack, always. I generally travel with (barely) one change of clothes, a battery bank, my tablet and some boring wires. Since Amalia and I are slowly inching towards adulthood we had decided to buy a small travel suitcase. Not the most convenient way to move crap around but we will hopefully get accustomed to its inflexibility. Wheeling such a device around 1950s era cobblestone Eastern European streets can be somewhat frustrating but if you love to shop and buy useless crap, having such a chest at your disposal at all times is a godsend.
Thank you for reading a post about luggage.
“Ahh fuck it, time I take the top down on the Bentley, cruise to Sofia, book the fanciest room in town….and pick up some bitches”.