I’m working too hard to get packed
My complacence is coming up cracked.
It’s a bit of a fight
But I can’t travel light
To Barrow for months, that’s a fact.
When I started moonlighting in 1980 I learned to pack fast and travel light. When I would get off of work on Friday afternoon, I’d go home, pack for a three-day trip, and jump in the car. I never exceeded the speed limits like most Wyoming drivers, but I knew I wouldn’t start getting paid till I arrived.
In residency at the time, I learned more and earned more moonlighting than I did during the program proper. Fifteen dollars an hour, compared to what I’d earned in the past, seemed a very large amount of money. I came to view material goods in terms of what a weekend of work could buy.
I had to hurry to both ways. After a few trips, I learned how to pack efficiently.
I can ready myself for most vacations in less than a half hour without trying.
A hunting trip takes a lot more time because one must bring a wide variety of clothing.
Today, I spent most of the afternoon and evening packing.
I have never packed for a two month trip before. It may turn into a three-month trip with possible hunting at the end.
In medical school when I did externships I didn’t pack for one month trips so much as I moved, and every time I moved, I moved fewer things.
Now part of the establishment, my clothes reflect my position. I have proper business attire for 8 days. An Alaska destanation demands cold weather gear. Because I’m going to Barrow I can’t rely on availability of consumer goods when I arrive.
Travel in the information age demands a computer, a camera, a Palm, and iPod and all the cords and impedimenta that go along with them.
Previously proud of traveling light, I look at my luggage pile with embarrassment.
One cannot go to discover new adventures without leaving home; one must weigh mobility against cost.
Life is full of tradeoffs.