In an odd cosmic twist, I have discussed the merits of packing twice today.
You know.... packing of clothing for a trip.
Underpack and you are totally screwed when you realize you have a key flaw in your apparel. choices.
Overpack and you are lugging half your wardrobe across a continent.
But here is a bottom line (no pun intended) non-negotiable.... There shalt be no butt funk whilst traveling.
It's one thing to be a slug and pull on yesterdays clothing when you are alone at home. It is an all together different issue when you are out in some serious public. With strangers. With collegues. With friends. EVEN with family. Because no matter WHO you are with, you are in close quarters when you are traveling.
On an airplane. In a car. In a hotel room. In a cruise ship cubbyhole. In a meeting room. In someone ELSE'S living room.
Please people. Clean underwear out there, will ya?