Since our ship embarks in the Port of San Francisco, it is within driving distance. And… since we are, indeed, driving down on Monday, I had no weight restrictions when it came to filling up my luggage.
My really large suitcase has wheels. My really large suitcase also has an expanding zipper.
I know, right? Who uses the expanding zipper going on a trip? It’s for the return. Everybody knows that.
Ummmmmm…..well…..I think I’m going to have to purchase a souvenir duffle bag for the return trip.
Hi, I’m Cammy and I’ve packed like a Diva. (But at least I got it all in one suitcase, mostly.)
I’ve got outfits.
Lots of outfits.
Probably more outfits than I’ll wear. And shoes. Lots of choices, there. Oh, and accessories. Never can have too many of those. And let’s not forget the special hair care products, hot rollers and curling iron. Oh…what else? Yes! Need to pack the sweats just in case I want to exercise. Exercise on a cruise ship? Hey, it could happen. I’d better take a couple of workout outfits. Now, I need to add tennis shoes and socks. And two bathing suits. Maybe I’ll add a third. You never know. And my mask and snorkel. My mask has prescription lenses. And a hat. Need a hat. But which one? Both, of course. There’s room. Sun screen…got a couple of choices there as well. Choice is good. And how many formal nights are there? Oh, I dunno. Let’s make every night a formal night, shall we?
In honesty, my clothing deserves an outing. Truly. They never get to go anyplace but in my closet, and I hear them in there sniffling and sighing. When you’ve got cats with snagging claws and dogs with dirty paws, the fun clothes stay inside the closet, except for special occasions.
Like a cruise to Hawaii.
Al says I’m going to have to carry my luggage. But I’ve got that covered. It’s called valet service and a nice tip. If I’m going to pack like a Diva, I’m certainly going to act like one as well.
Did I mention the extra suitcase just for my make up and laptop, iPad, Kindle and cameras?