One requirement of the 2019 trip is the exercise of packing all your shit in one gallon size ziploc bag. I would like to first thank the folks at S.C Johnson for a product that has conditioned me to be wasteful, lazy and an eco-asshole. Not only do I readily use them and then toss’em like one night stands – I also feel no remorse for leaving my great grandchildren the future task of pulling those bags out of the assholes of sea turtles. Don’t believe me?
I underestimated this challenge. As a former boy scout – I thought “cakewalk”. Sacrifices had to be made! When faced with scarcity – You had to prioritize what goes in the bag. Here is three tips to help out:
- Forget packing pants – complete waste of space. Also, if you had pants that fit in a gallon size bag – either those are yoga pants (no longer invited) or they are some high end technical pants that can be compressed and made of a highly flammable material – which is not a good idea on this trip
- Pack a little backup booze. You only get $500 for the weekend and when you lose it all because you bet on black and you decide to take up a local Craig’s list to make a little extra scratch doing manual labor – you will need to cope. Save it for the last night.
- Don’t forget the meds – four old dudes in the same motel room to save some money – it’s going to be a rough night of sleep – take a couple Tylenol PM with some pedialyte – Ready to roll the next morning!
Good example of packing:
The Willow Glen Hunt and Social Club 