2015 歐洲亂遊 Europe Trip - 打包與人生 Pack and Life.（English version follows）

曾經有一次我到峇里島旅行，5天4夜的行程，我竟然莫名其妙的打包了一個20公斤的行李；結束充滿陽光、好友、按摩、美食、咖啡的放鬆之旅後，我站在沒有電梯的家門口前，咬牙切齒地扛著行李箱一路咒罵上4樓，所有好不容易放鬆的肌肉和心情，立刻進入怨天尤人備戰狀態。

就在那一刻我發誓，從此再也不做這種過度打包壓垮自己的蠢事。

這次歐洲旅行出發前，打包行李這檔子事再度讓我非常苦惱。出發前查了天氣，結果6月初的英國和荷蘭竟然只有9度（不是夏天嗎？歐洲究竟是發生什麼事？），但一個月後我又會身處盛夏時節的義大利，橫跨兩種季節和7個城市，20公斤的行李箱究竟該不該出動？

轉念想到歐洲別有風情但卻又是旅人公敵的石板路，還有車站中最需要但卻永遠找不到的電梯，心一橫決定拿出20吋登機箱，不就是些衣服鞋子保養品嘛？！旅行就和人生一樣，也許有時會有好心人出手相幫，但所有的重量總都會落在自己身上。

想到當年的峇里島，那些當時以為會派上用場但想當然是沒有的雞勒行李，和肩頸差點拉傷的慘痛經驗，這次的歐洲之旅打包的輕巧又快速，在機場check-in時螢幕顯示11公斤，當場立刻自我感覺良好；加上每站停留時準備的伴手禮，所以又另外又背了一個大約4公斤的聖誕老人肩背包，但總之我的肩膀沒有太多抱怨anbelievablew many thing  I diso﷽﷽。

不過兩個月下來，竟然還是有沒穿到的衣服和沒用到的飾品。最有趣的是，我發現在這趟旅程中，其實我什麼也不缺。

如果把旅行看作人生的縮影，究竟我需要多少東西才能真正地享受當下？

Once I unbelievably packed a 20kg luggage for a 5 days trip to Bali. Right after this sunny relaxing trip, arriving back home at the front door of my building, I found myself swearing and dragging my definitely way too heavy luggage all the way up to 5^th floor. No elevator. Just me, nonstop cursing and my tense biceps. If they ever exist.

At that moment I promise myself, never over pack again, ever.

2 weeks before my Europe trip this year, packing, again bothers me, deeply. I check the weather and then find out it’s gonna be only 9 degrees in London and Amsterdam in early June. What happened to Europe? Shouldn’t it supposed to be nice and sunny and lovely early summer time? And since I will be in Italy during July, so I also need to pack for sunny hot southern Europe. All these facts are not making packing easy at all. 2 different seasons and 7 cities, should I get my 20kg luggage out again?

Then I think of all those beautiful but difficult to walk on stone pavements in many cities in Europe, and also the necessary elevators which I can never find in the stations. Yes, now I make up my mind. Here is my 20 inches carry-on luggage.

Travel is like life, there are always nice people who are willing to give a hand, but still, all the weights are just on ourselves.

Whilst I pack this time, I keep thinking of those things I packed for my Bali trip. Those items I thought I’d use, but actually never did, not even once I took them out during my trip. This time I learned my lesson, 11 kg when I checked in at the airport. And yes, I feel like a proud traveler. Of course there is another hand-carry, about 4 kg, with all the gifts/ souvenirs that I want to bring to my old and new friends in Europe. So 15 kgs in total, still manageable.

After 2 months in Europe, amazingly there is still some stuff that I never use. And one interesting fact I discover, that actually I’m lacking of nothing, during this whole trip.

Then I can’t stop wondering, if we see travel as a miniature of life, how many things we need to have, in order to truly enjoy the moment?