It is at about this time of the trip that I start feeling sick about all the money I have spent. Years of seasoned shopping have failed to get me to compartmentalize this aspect of ex-pat living. So far, I have 6 suitcases more or less packed. Technically, I am entitled to two more. All of the liquids are double bagged, as is the specialty laundry detergent for Sunshine who has eczema. The tags are removed from all the clothing. Books and heavy articles are at the foot of the suitcase. The tonnage is hovering around 70 lbs. per bag. The question is, will the powers that be find and confiscate the tortillas? Pine nuts? My sciatic nerve flares at the mere thought of humping the bags into the van.
Ate manha, dear readers. Pray for my mortal soul. Jesus said to travel light and I’m in big trouble.