Lost In Translation Issue #1 : Getting my sh*t together
With my trip fast approaching I have kicked my efforts to get ready into overdrive. Yesterday I took a trip to Hay Street to wander into Kathmandu, Main Peak and Paddy Pallins to ask about Backpacks.
I really hate buying things I have no idea about. I am used to having at least some knowledge of what I want and (perhaps more importantly) WHY I want it. In my efforts to acquire a pack I really am stumped.
While all the sales people were very helpful but I was presented with a bewildering array of backpacks, ruck sacks, travel bags, hybrid packs and every single tool of carrying around a bunch of shit you could imagine.
"Was I going to be walking with the pack" asked the sales man.
"I guess so, who wouldn't be" says I.
"Well you'd want this pack, but if you're going to be WALKING with the pack you'd want THIS pack." responds sales man.
Really helpful. The whole time I was looking I was conflicted. Would I buy a pack just to travel with, or should I buy one I could keep on my back for days at a time? Do I want a pack with a zip off day pack or a clip on? What is the difference? Why is this pack made out of hardcore material while this other is parachute silk? Do I need a million pockets or just one? Would my choice in colors offend some tribe in some random village in remote Africa? It's all just so confusing.
Today I will be heading back into town to check out the few packs I think I have whittled the selection down to and I will post on which I choose.
This is the first in a series of articles on my holiday. From now on keep an eye out for "Lost In Translation" articles to get a recap on major events. Look for the "Lost In Translation" tag to filter the site by these articles. I will still be writing other random articles in between these more focused entries.
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