I left home mid-afternoon and headed west. Even though it was plenty warm out, I dressed in my flying clothes -- a t-shirt and jeans. I kept the sweatshirt off for the drive to the Cities. Well of course I had to get ice cream for my drive. I am on vacation after all. So of course I leaned over to do something on the passenger side and dipped my right, uhm, side of my chest into the ice cream in my cup holder. So I was wiping my shirt down and when I picked up the ice cream it dripped onto my jeans.
Needless to say, by the time I got to the hotel, I had a crusty t-shirt. I spotwashed the jeans, but when my niece Caryn dropped my sister off, I sent my shirt home with her. I don't have room for dirty laundry in my suitcase yet!
So now I'm down a shirt but if I end up having enough, you know I overpacked anyway (or felt compelled to buy one. Hard not to do when we'll experience all 4 seasons. I have everything from a swimsuit to a warm fleece jacket. Bring it on, Alaska!
We'll be ready for you in just a few short hours!
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