A lot of my friends have asked me why I only travel with a carry-on. The real answer is my husband. Our biggest blowups in the travel department used to be about luggage. When we first started this trip, I couldn’t fathom stuffing all my belongings into a backpack. Side story – I hated carrying all of my weight on my back. Amos was such a little sweetie pie and he carried my backpack for me sometimes. I’m not his princess or anything. Fortunately, I got him on the suitcase train a few months ago and I think he’s starting to come around to that idea. Okay, now back to…
