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I had to dash into Civic today to pick up some Swiss Francs for Kerri, and I poked my nose into the Kathmandu shop where they are having a sale. I only had five minutes, because DD was waiting at home for the car to go to her next babysitting stint, but I could have spent a lot longer.

I love this kind of stuff. Light, sturdy, cleverly designed gear with lots of pockets and zips and buckles. My little yellow travel journal wallet comes from these people and I love it. I want more!

But I restrained myself for now. My toilet bag is showing its age, and I'm not entirely comfortable with my toothbrush, shaving kit and shampoo getting all promiscuous together. So I picked up a replacement, a bit bigger, but with seperate compartments and pouches to keep everything in order. It also has a hook so I can hang it up when I go to a hostel bathroom and have everything in reach, even if there are no convenient flat surfaces around. Half price.

Next big purchase is a replacement backpack. Not a big pack, but something I can carry onto a plane and tuck under the seat and have everything convenient. I'm going to be real picky on this one, because my current pack does the job well, but has developed a couple of small holes and the last thing I want is to leave a trail of batteries and dongles and pens behind me.

I might make a bit of time to browse through the shop properly tomorrow, see if they have something close to what I want. Otherwise, Targus has a great range of packs.

I'm definitely going to buy a couple of organiser cubes. These are little soft "sub-packs" that fit inside a big bag - I can fill them up with souvenirs and maps and papers and all the things I accumulate along the way and never can find or pack in a hurry when the airport shuttle is waiting at the door and I haven't cleared the room yet. And a laundry bag. I'm sick of rummaging through the morass of shirts and socks and undies that takes over the inside of my bag after a few days to sort out what's clean and what's not.

I suspect that if I went crazy in this shop I could cheerfully walk out with more stuff than I could possibly carry - but boy, would I be organised!

And I haven't even mentioned the clothing...

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My toilet bag is showing its age, and I'm not entirely comfortable with my toothbrush, shaving kit and shampoo getting all promiscuous together.

ROFLMAO!!!!!!!! I can just imagine it!!
Glad you were able to get a new one, it will travel with you to Dunedin. :o)

And I'm sure that you could have loads of fun in that shop, what a shopaholic you are.........

My daughter's the same way. All her babysitting money goes towards her next trip. She's like me - insists on a window seat. And when we go to Queanbeyan to go grocery shopping, if there's an airliner coming in for a landing, we stop the car and watch as it flies over us and thumps down on the runway.

And dream of the next trip.

Looks like the Australian BookCrossing Convention in Adelaide next year will be in late September or early October. We'll probably drive down - Kerri wants to visit Coober Pedy wich is more or less in the area.

I, on the other hand, insist on aisle seats. I like to get up and stretch without having to wake people up. Nothing worse than getting stuck in a cramped space if the middle seat has a largish passenger.

I'm with you, biblioholic. I'm claustrophobic, too, so prefer to have some space on one side of me at least. I don't, however, "insist" on anything - perhaps one has to be a middle-aged man to do that :p

Bron, being a brat

That stings! (Being called a "middle-aged man".) :-)

I think Bron is referring to me. Then again, compared to the effervescent Bron, nearly everyone is slow-moving and elderly.

Mind you, Bron took that wonderful photograph of you in Brisbane.

OO I have a horror of getting a middle seat. I like the small one to have the window so he is pipped so to speak in one place. :)

He likes running around, doesn't he?

Me, I just like looking out the window.

>> the last thing I want is to leave a trail of batteries and dongles and pens behind me. <<

You could start a set of companion sites for Bookcrossing--batterycrossing.com, donglecrossing.com, pencrossing.com, etc.

:o)

When I saw the Bluetooth headset for my new phone tumble out onto the floor of a train carriage in Brisbane, I knew the time had come.

Not that I've used the blessed thing, but still, I don't want more vital bits leaking out.

I inadvertently pen-crossed a Cross pen at the most recent London BookCrossing meetup.

Ouch! Now we're both groaning!

Alreay see http://www.chiark.greenend.org.uk/~lucifer/birocrossing.html

And smile

I'd make a note of that, but I can't seem to find my pen...

LOL! I love it!

I just use a plastic carrier bag for laundry, or remove one from a motel if there's one. Not an option at hostels, but there aren't so many hostels here in the USA.

You know what IS frustrating about those nifty Kathmandu tiolet bags, Pete? Trying to find a flat space to lay them down so you can repack all your gear such that the zipped-up bag doesn't end up too bulbous. Maybe I carry more stuff than you, once makeup and hair product and such are taken into account, and I find it very hard to repack my bag properly when it's hanging.

Bron, a little more like Pete than she'd care to admit

Sometimes I try to be practical!

Sometimes you try to be practical?

Pete, you are a folder (as my dear mother would put it) of epic proportions. And I'm growing into one *sigh*

Bron, wondering how they're going to move the 4WD whose clutch just died at the bottom of her street.

Epic proportions? I'll have you know I'm sensitive about my weight, O SlenderBron!

What's a folder? Someone who folds handkerchiefs?

Pete, especially sensitive about his ribs

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