Usually, when I'm leaving my town for an other country I always pack at the last minute, despite I have a full week (or more) to to it.
The evening before my trip, knowing well I'm probably gonna forget something, I write a list on my phone of anything I need to take with me, to finally the following day not even looking at it.
(But at least, when I check it later I exactly know what I forgot and can buy it there.)
Then I find myself The D-Day, one hour before leaving my house, with an empty sui…
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