The (Aging) Intrepid Traveller: A morality tale

In the beginning when we would go away one small traveller always took her pillow. He used to mock, but after a while His started to come too.  Then one started to pack bedding because well... He has no idea how to share a doona and one small person ended up shivering in the night. He snickered, but then His started to get packed as well. Then towels became an issue. There is something about watching a six foot bloke dabbing himself ineffectually with a towel the size and thickness of a handkerchief that can only be described as comical.  So you guessed it; towels are now considered essential travelling companions, along with decent toilet paper and soap and, and, and...

Let this be a warning to those travelling the rabbit hole; you too will end up like this. That desire to control aspects of your relationship starts to extend towards your relationship with anything else as well.  It is slow and incremental, but before you know it your little car will be stuffed full of essential creature comforts.

Adapt to nothing is our motto.

So you can almost imagine the delight one felt when He turned around today and said how would you like to get away for a night for your birthday? I thought we might stay at either the Stamford in the city or the Noosa Sheraton...

Both are noted for excellent beds and even better breakfasts... and decent towels and toilet paper. It means we will be able to pack light...