My knuckles were white, tightly wrapped around my steering wheel. My wiper blades were swooshing slower than the rain was beating around my windshield. And the memory of the last gas station more than 200kms behind us seemed like a figment of my imagination. I saw the “kilometres until empty” counter plummet into the single digits. Road trips don’t always go perfectly, but it’s best to know some road trip tips before you head out so you don’t get into crazy situations as I did during a thunderstorm on a highway in Manitoba, running out of gas.
With packing, I find there is no happy medium. It’s either “Shit I can’t believe I forgot that” or “Why did I bring that”, there’s no middle ground. When I was packing for my Alps road trip, I knew I needed to be strict.
Planning outfits was the easiest way to figure out how much clothing I really needed to bring. Call it what you will (cough – A-type – cough). I know okay. I LOVE planning. Deal with it. I brought the least amount of clothing without feeling dirty, plus I knew most items would be under a coat anyway, so wear something three times in a row was acceptable.