DH left this morning for a one day photo trip, returning tomorrow morning (sunset and sunrise pictures). He often comments about how much stuff we take on vacations. I think that mystery was solved this morning.
It took DH four trips to his car to load everything he was taking – for his one day/night excursion.
I don’t ever want to hear again how much stuff goes with us when we travel.
This is not the first solo photography trip he’s taken. The rest of us are quite happy not to tag along. If you’ve never stood on a beach for two hours waiting for the light to be just right while you have to pee and it’s not tourist season so there isn’t even an outhouse open and three teens pace with boredom nearby and your knee would love for you to sit down but there is no bench and you won’t be able to stand back up if you sit on the ground and you have a two hour drive to get home, you don’t understand what I’m talking about but you may have the picture now.
I’m thinking that before summer is over, DD1’s work schedule permitting me to take the car, I’m going to have to take an overnight “photography” trip of my own.