“Our policy has always allowed employees to work flexible hours, as long as the work gets done with no negative impacts on others. A serious surfer doesn’t plan to go surfing next tuesday at two o’clock. You go surfing when there are waves and the tide and wind are right…. This has led to our Let My People Go Surfing flextime policy. Employees take advantage of this policy to catch a good swell, or go bouldering for an afternoon, pursue an education, or get home in time to greet the kids when they climb down from the school bus.”
On Patagonia from Let my People Go Surfing,
Living out of your suitcase not only means being okay with wearing the same clothes over and over again, it also mean taking extra good care of your clothes so that you look put together and are able to wear them over and over again. Things happen — food and wine stains, seams come undone, pilling, and even if you manage to avoid all of those things, the chance is your clothes inevitably just end up looking different overtime — whether it's the item's color or texture.
In the past I've searched for and wide on the internet for advice on the topic of clothing care and maintenance while traveling in the past and have had very little luck, so I'm excited to put some content out in the world for anyone that may find it helpful! My methods aren't perfect yet (again not much on the internet), but here are my tips on small portable ways you can care for your clothing so you can continue to regularly look put together while traveling.
Maybe the weather in New York has me feeling the bluesbut today's travel day post is inspired by stormy tones — shades of grey, a mellow playlist, and a read to inspire deep thoughts on how we pay others to live our lives.
If you open up any bag I travel with you'll find.... a hundred other smaller bags inside.
Yep, I'm one of those organized neat freaks and there's nothing that drives me more nuts than when everything is dumped in and you can't find what you're looking for. The truth is, things are a lot easier to pack when they are separated because instead of packing and unpacking 8 small things individually, you could just be packing one case that they are all in. My friend Kelly actually calls it having "drawers for your luggage."
Anyway, I've gotten a little bit more strategic about the type of cases I put my stuff in for specific reasons. It may seem small and pointless, but I'm a creature of habit and I feel a bit more organized when I do it this way. So here they are — the different kinds of cases there are out there and what they're good for.
One. Cartoons for the Road: A Travel Slideshow via The New Yorker.
Three. One badass family.
Amazing view from a charming Airbnb studio I stayed at in Lisbon.
At some point of my travels, I realized I was meeting so many great people that were making a huge impact on my experiences abroad but would never have time before I left each location to show my gratitude back.
Social media and email felt too impersonal, so one country I picked up a few thank you cards from a stationary store I stumbled upon and started to write people handwritten notes whenever I felt fit — coworkers, locals I met, Airbnb hosts. I did the same in the next country and the next country after that and now it's become a regular thing for me to pick up in random cities I visit. Sometimes I use the cards I buy right away, but many times the recipient gets a card from a completely different country (and sometimes a different language).
Two things since I started doing this...
In the fall of 2013, I was fired from my very first job after college only 3 months in.
I was totally fine with it. It was at a SaaS company on a sales floor with very high turnover, over 60 people with the same exact position as me and I was the worst performer in my analyst class. After each full day of cold calling and getting yelled at by leads complaining that I had wasted their time, I would go home most nights in tears wondering if this is what it was like to be an adult.
The day my manager called me into his office to tell me it was my last day, a wave of relief came over me. Now I had the opportunity for a fresh new start.