Packing bags


What you need:
One huge suitcase
A bag of considerable size.
Another one of those.
A strong back.
A determined mind.
One of the bigger shortcuts in packing bags is to take a huge bag/suitcase from the beginning. You will fill it to the brim anyway… closing it standing jumping on it.
And then you realize you have forgotten The Only Important Thing (TOIP). You simply wipe the sweat of your forehead and open it. Please remember to stay far away as you can open your bag again. Then the IFOs that comes flying out from your surreal but successfully squeezed packing of the suitcase won’t hurt you.
Get closer to the bag as it stops to pop IFO’s and then take the first and the second extra bag to place the things you can do without, to make room for TOIP.
For me that would be my books or my shoes or my microphone or in-ear system or why not a CD?
Then you close the suitcase and weigh it. Here you need the strong back. First you place yourself on the scale. Then you look at the weight and memorize it. Step of the scale and grab the handle of the suitcase and step on the scale again. Here is where you realize you can’t see the figures since the suitcase is in the way.
You use all your strength of your body and at the same time take a mean value of the scale since it is impossible to stand still. Right here you start sweating. Then you start to calculate.
Too heavy. You do the unpacking procedure again until you realize you have just found it wise to not bring anything else but TOIP. If you have the two bags at hand and fill them with the perfectly laundered and folded items you can’t bring on your journey, at least you haven’t spread them all over your floor and the bags can easily be stowed away until you come back.

But it wont be long until you’re back since you have already missed the transportation and the flight. But the packing is with no doubt perfectly performed.

The best way to pack a bag is to never unpack it. Once you have taken out the laundry – close the bag. It is a perfect combination of four things:
– You save time. Just find the suitcase and put the clean things in.
– You find things you forgotten you were in possession of when you re-open the bag again after it’s been hiding in you closet for a considerable time. You get happy and surprised
– You find memories from the old trip
– You remember a lot of things to bring that you else would have forgotten.

Not like other blogs

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My blog will not be like other blogs. Someone might borrow it for a while, someone might want to teach you and me something, and someone might want to sell you and me something or give us some ideas through this board. Keep in mind I love to learn.

As my grandfather told me learning is the way to stay forever young. And we wouldn’t fail on our lessons in love by Alphaville, would we?

I won’t write messages every day. That would take a person who is very unlike me. But I will call it a blog since I have no better name for it.

Welcome on board. Salt anyone?

My second language

A grain of salt
Words in writing might come across to the reader in an awkward way and I have no one but myself to proofread, or poorFred as it often comes out like when I am in charge of the keypad…

You have to take my writing in my second language with a grain of salt.

Thinking of it, it’s a good expression since it runs in two directions. Firstly; Pepper is the spice of life and Salt is life itself. Sometimes I want to share some thoughts. I can become pre.t.ty silly in some of them. And in others very serious. Cry with laughter and sorrow with me. Tears are salty.

And secondly; sometimes please feel free to leave my words unread if you feel reluctant to what I write – maybe it was not for you? Then use a grain of salt. If you have both of these ”salty binoculars” overlooking my way of writing I will feel excused and free to write my heart out, regardless what it is full of:)

Remember I am not English. I am Swedish with a strange twist of British sense of humour, whatever that means.

I enjoy myself in these messages – you should remember that I have a “you” in mind when I write this. A “you” that is as normal or as strange as I am.

And I wish you very welcome to a piece of my truth. With a grain of salt.

A kind of blog

Welcome to my board. My Story begins here with you today. Here are my thoughts, my situations, the people around me, my questions, my wonderings, my theories, my newly bought stuff, my daydreams, my music, my shortcomings, my humour… Everything that can to be brought into writing is here.

Writing “To win the world”, my autobiography, has set my writing free.

I hope you and me will write stuff together here on in the future. It is one of my dreams to help others to find their own writing language, since it is as unique as your fingerprints. I will name the meeting point here “The Chamber.” As I sit in my chamber in my house and try to put thoughts into words I can feel such joy that I am finally doing this! I tell you more about The Chamber later.

I guess you can call this a kind of blog.

Blog comes from the word log. At least I hope so, since I wrote it in such an assuring way. Continuing in that hoping spirit, the logbook is used at sea as the black boxes are used in aircrafts. If an aircraft goes down, the box tells us what has happened.

At sea logbooks are used to keep track on where you are and how the weather has been, but the Captain who writes the log always sails by the compass or the stars or some other fixing mark, like a lighthouse for instance. I am not a lighthouse. My lighthouse or fixing mark is and will always be God. I’m just another sailor in my boat sending you words in yours as I sail along, approaching the same horizon as you.