Woke to rain this morning. The north country has been getting rained on all summer, so I guess this is okay. My truck needed a bath anyway.

The day started with utilitarian activities, aka laundry. It’s a necessity of travel longer than a weekend getaway. Well, at least the way I pack it is. Which I guess leads to a question, how heavy do you pack? Do you run with the minimum or are you the three roller bags and a carry-on kind of packer? 

Personnally, I prefer minimalism. Anything under say, one week to maybe ten days, I will pack for the whole thing. Anything longer than that, I pack for a week and plan on doing laundry somewhere. US hotels, little French towns, German Guesthouses, downtown London, I’ve done laundry lots of places. I find there is usually a laundry around. Sometimes you have to track it down on a side street, but it’s usually there. 

I have found that I spend a lot of time on the move. Wether it be trains, Metros, planes, or on foot. There was a bicycle once, in Ireland, but we won’t get into that now. I tend to prefer lighter backpacks to clothing options. That’s just me, and it works for the way I do things. On a trip like this one, where I’m driving most everywhere, I really doesn’t matter if I overpack. I tend to pack the same amount anyway, because it’s habit. Do you stay the same, or do you switch up your packing when you travel?

After the laundry, it was out to see mom and dad. The parents appreciate some face time now and again. I spent the afternoon catching up with them. They were very happy. 

After mom and dad I was headed bank into town. I made my mandatory stop at the local Elk’s Lodge to sign in and say hello. As expected, everyone was happy to see me. With it being meeting night, the stop was longer than usual. 

All in all, a good day. 

The dryer is going round and round. 

Waiting on traffic in the big city.