After hoofing it over Peru with a little LLBean school backpack and feeling ridiculous, I made it a goal to find a proper backpacking backpack before my next adventure. While cleaning a friends attic one summer I found an old abandoned Northface backpack that suited me well. I made it to and from Nicaragua and to France before its years in the attic caught up with it and it ripped straight up the side. I tried to sew it, but no success.
After that, I abandoned the old Northface and wandered around Spain, using again my little purple backpack.
But!
Over Christmas a wonderful thing happened. My French Partner in Crime (FPIC) and I made took the long trip up from our little apartment in Eibar to his parents house in France. They had seen my old abandoned ripped and dry rotted backpack and surprised me with a new one! It is the most beautiful thing! Sturdy, with lots of pockets and straps and is the perfect size.
I dream about this backpack sitting in my closet while I work in the old basement mailroom in my school. It teases
me when I open my closet and to get out clothes for work. But now! It will be making it's debut, as my FPIC and I continue our tour of Spain and take on Barcelona! I am so excited. Stay Tuned. :D
Isn't she beautiful? :D
