Trip To Scotland
Monday, July 26, 2004
The day has come, and it will be a long one. I tried to sleep as long as I could. I stayed up until after 3 am in the hopes of sleeping very late since I won't go to bed again until Tuesday night. But I didn't make it past 10 am, and that was a stretch. As the song goes, "My bags are packed, I'm ready to go..."
I managed to cram everything into one suitcase and a backpack. The airline allows for another suitcase, but I try to make it a point not to bring more than I can carry by myself. So it's all in one. Me, my suitcase and a forklift ought to do it!
Shoes are a real problem. Someone in the suitcase world or in the shoe industry needs to figure that one out. I either need tennis shoes that can be easily converted to dress shoes and shoes that can change color (spats perhaps?), or I need a suitcase with a clever design to contain shoes without vastly diminishing the clothes I can take to wear with those shoes.
I'm not Imelda Marcos. I don't have thousands of pairs of shoes. But I'm staying more than 5 weeks. I will be hiking and need trail shoes. I am wearing those on the plane, since they are the bulkiest. I need regular tennis shoes. I am going to be leading worship, so I need dress shoes, and I have nicer slacks that need shoes. Suitcase manufacturers found a way to incorporate wheels and pull-out handles--they ought to be able to figure out shoes.
So off I go. I'll write something when I am finally in Stirling...probably about 1 pm (their time) on Tuesday the 27th. They are five hours ahead of New Hampshire. Here's hoping for a good in-flight movie!