Its Big

Its like the monster in the room that no one talks about. People see, they look twice or raise their eyebrows. No I haven’t dyed my hair blue or grown a wart on the end of my nose.  No one said anything until a German waiter said to me ‘its big.’ And yes it is. Its my new wheelie bag donated kindly by Karen.  

Its great I don’t have to worry about shoving things in they just fit, though I will have a weight problem on my way back I think. It actually wheels so it feels much lighter (as long as im not going too far) but it is very very big. I feel like everyone thinks I must be a bit of a princess to need all this luggage to travel with though my clothes definitely tell otherwise.  Its big enough I don’t have to stoop to wheel it though!

Its getting it on and off trains and up stairs that is proving interesting. Especially the old rattlers in Romania onto stations that don’t have proper platforms. But it wheels and the handle is still attached and best of all it was free and got me out of a tight spot so im not complaining.

It takes up a heap of room in the train cabins (which is a bonus as it keeps most people from joining us). It doesn’t fit in the luggage racks at the end of the normal carriages either. We have to start getting ready 15 min before the train station to make sure we can get all our gear and get my case out past everyone, Id hate to see what would happen if we had to get off quickly!

I actually had a grandma ask if she could help me get it off the train the other day and some poor young teenage boy decided to try and help me when I was trying to wheel it down some stairs, he regretted it when he went to lift it and it was almost as big as him!

We had to travel to the Pensiunea with the boot of the taxi open yesterday as my bag and the spare tire wouldn’t allow the boot to close.  Its all rather embarrassing, but its part of the adventure, provides us with some laughs. I am comfortable in the fact that I didn’t pack like this to begin with, though it is looking slightly fuller now.

I once travelled for a while with a fellow who had what we considered at the time a massive bright red wheelie case. He also had ended up with this case because his broke at an airport and this was all they had in the shop there. I really wish I hadn’t given him so much stick now, Though as least mine isn’t bright red!

Karen you are a lifesaver and the wheelie case has added a different element to our adventures…also I know I can blame it all on dad! 

Our luggage while waiting at Bratislava Station. You can see the doors of the trains in the background and the step up into them. 



Mum laughingly took this photo to show the size of the bag and the lack of leg room for me.