Two more (not) sleeps until moving to Cambodia. We’re tossing and turning in bed, trying to remember about all the things that we’re definitely going to forget. We’re a kind of people to take a picture of the turned off hob, as a definite proof for later. It’s safe to say that packing will be a nightmare.

So, let’s lighten the load a little. Let us tell you a story.

A friend of a friend manages an adult video chat portal. He once told us about the caller who has the most bizarre request. He calls every single day and pays a shitload of money for girls to satisfy his one and only fetish – To pull the zipper down, put their hands deep into their purses and give him a pleasure of knowing WHAT’S IN THEIR BAGS… item by item, nice and slow.

Honestly, what’s in other people’s bags doesn’t make our juices flowing.

We couldn’t care less about this useless phenomenon but since we’re useless at packing, we’re just gonna tell you WHAT’S NOT IN OUR BAGS.

Now, off to focus for at least 5 minutes and try to avoid the “Did you pack the passport?” drama.

ps Major shout out to all the people out there who head out to the shop to buy milk and toast, and come back with fennel seeds and extra fluffy winter insoles. The struggle is real.