The packing mistake I won’t make again
Less is more. That’s always been my travel philosophy. Whether I’m leaving for a weekend visit to see my parents in Gettysburg or spending two weeks backpacking through Central America, I try to pack only what I truly need. Every item has to earn its place in my suitcase. I channel my inner Marie Kondo. “Do I really need this?” “Will this make my trip better?” If the answer is no, it stays home. For years, that approach served me well. Then one slippery ramp changed my mind. It happened less than 48 hours into our vacation. The ramp had become slick from a ...