When I decided to go travelling I knew it was going to be difficult to say goodbye to the people I love. However one thing I didn’t anticipate was saying goodbye to the things that I love.
As a girl in her early twenties I have an extensive wardrobe carefully selected over years of dedicated shopping time. And I think I’m going to miss it more than anything.
Trying to fit my holiday essentials into a fairly small-ish backpack has become a pretty daunting project.
How many T-shirts do I bring?
Do I need a hairdryer?
What have I forgotten?
Why won’t that fit?
I’ve halved my clothes and then halved them again to the point where it now seems that I will be spending the majority of the time either in the same clothes or naked.
Unfortunately coming to terms with this has been difficult and it just goes to show how attached our generation has become to material objects and how we look. It actually made me kind of sad to realise that I was heading off on what I hope to be a very exciting year and that I had become preoccupied with how I would look and what I would wear.
So now I’m determined to travel light and worry more about what I’m going to see and do rather than my wardrobe. But I have also decided to become more conscious of the material items I own and what I realistically need.
A trip to the charity shop might be in order.
Wanderlost 