I'm just about done packing for our trip to Hawaii. In an effort to save money, the six of us are all sharing suitcases, which, means that Hugh and I are attempting to cram ten days worth of clothing, shoes, and toiletries into one large suitcase. The effort is akin to that of a clown car but not nearly as funny.
I have managed to fit, on my side of the suitcase, the following items:
- 5 bikinis
- 3 tankinis
- 5 swimsuit covers
- 5 pairs of shorts
- 3 sundresses
- 4 tank tops
- 1 pair of capris
- 1 pair of palazzo pants
- 1 one-shoulder blouse
- 1 off-the-shoulder blouse
- 1 sleeveless blouse
- 3 bras
- 10 pairs of underwear
- 1 large cosmetics bag
- 3 pairs of sandals
- 1 sweater
- 2 nighties
- 1 robe
- 1 small purse
- 1 large beach hat
And, yes, I think Hugh still has room for his stuff. At least, I think he does. Hell, I don't know, it's hard to tell. Although, since there is still plenty of room for stowaways, I would say he's in the clear.
You know, once we heartlessly evict the squatters.
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