A few days ago I woke up feeling particularly inspired and excited about life, so I biked over to REI to buy the pack I’ll use on my adventure. I talked with a few associates, where I encountered yet another string of “so you don’t know how long you’ll be gone for?”-s and “you don’t even know which countries you’ll be visiting??”-s, which I’m getting more used to handling although my answers really haven’t changed much since I impulse-bought my plane ticket. That said, I erred on the side of smaller (and prettier) and bought this beautiful Deuter pack which I promptly fell in love with and have been staring adoringly at ever since (if you click through that link check out the back suspension system, so hot). Technically it’s classified as a “Weekend Trip Pack”, ha.
This was the first major purchase I made towards this trip since my ticket, and it got me excited all over again. I stuffed the bag I had brought with me into it and biked home wearing it, barely feeling it on my back and wearing a grin that could hardly be contained on my face. Like I had felt immediately after I bought my plane ticket, I knew right away this was the right choice. This is basically going to be my home for the next 6 months or longer, and I couldn’t be more excited about the prospect.