How to Pack for RTW Trip!

While we still do not know exactly how long we will be away we did plan for a minimum of a year and a route that would lead across the world at the most opportune times (no winter seasons… etc). This being said, I’ve always tried to travel light. On my last trip to Europe (3 weeks, 4 countries) I brought along clothes that I was not very attached to, but would also mix and match well with everything else. After 2-3 wears I would toss the item, thus lightening the load and giving me room for a few souvenirs. I did have a good leather jacket and my favorite pair of jeans which would be staple pieces. I kept this same strategy for packing my RTW backpack, which is actually smaller than the duffle bag I used on my previous trip. Challenge accepted.

CLOTHING

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Sports Bra
Workout Shirt
Leggings
Bathing Suit
Socks (x2)
Underwear x2 + [travel x4]
Lightweight Jacket
Hoodie
Shorts
Denim x2
L/S Wool Top
Blouse x2
Floral Top
Tank Top x2
Crop top (Black & White)
T-shirt
Camisole (Black & White)
Cardigan
Dress x2
Sneakers
Sandals
Sunglasses
Beanie

I am actually amazed at what has fit inside my Osprey Farpoint 40L backpack. I recommend packing cubes… initially held off on them because I figured I could fit more with my own folding methods, but that was a joke! I used one rectangular larger packing cube for the majority of my clothes, and a smaller rectangle for clothes I can squish and roll, like underwear/socks/camis!

TECH
Laptop
Camera + Charger + Battery
iPhone + Charger
External Charger
Travel Adapter
Hair Straightener

TOILLETRIES
First Aid kit
Shampoo
Bar Body soap
Bar face soap
Contacts/Glasses
Lotion
Chapstick
Lipgloss
Eye Liner
Mascara
Moisturizer
Sunscreen
Deodorant
Towel

MISC
Bandana
Titanium Spork
Hair Ties
Purse
Mini backpack
Duct Tape
Notebook/pens
Water Bottle

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RTW So Far!

About a month and a half in and here is where we’ve been:

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1. Las Vegas
2. Cancun, Mexico
3. Havana, Cuba
(Viñales/Central Havana)
4. Cancun, Mexico
5. Tulum, Mexico
6. Chetumal, Mexico
(Belize City)
7. Flores, Guatemala
8. Tikal, Guatemala
9. Antigua, Guatemala
10. Orlando, Fl //DISNEYWORLD
11. Chicago, IL

Just uploaded a few clips of Chicago–

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First Night in Flores, Guatamala

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The sight right outside our house! It was a beautiful sunny day, extremely humid type heat though– Our host informed us that this is “winter” for them and this weather is “fresh”. Haha – example of such is that she is wearing jeans, and he is wearing a T-shirt! I am over here glistening head to toe. After resting up a bit from our 8 hour bus ride (from Mexico through Belize) we finally headed out around 8 pm to get something to eat. There are a lot of good reviews for the restaurants around here, and some are just around the corner from us!

After reading about places and a positive recommendation from our host we decide to try La Villa del Chef — The food that I saw on tables walking in was enough to confirm I needed to eat here. There were also two fluffy cats lounging about which was a little distraction in the heat.

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The menu wasn’t large, but it offered a few salads, pastas, burgers, and a special white fish only available on this island. We went with the Pasta Altiplano and Chef’s Chicken Burrito! My pasta had a smoked tomato sauce, which was really lovely. Nothing like a typical marinara or anything from a bottle. I could clearly taste fresh tomato, but it was seasoned lightly which went really well with the more savory and salty chicken. The burrito was also tasty, the highlight being fresh ingredients and it’s large portion size. I would definitely go back, there were some monster salads I might be brave enough to try…

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After our check was brought out, the waiter pointed to these little gals saying they were for us. From my seat I thought they were fancy toothpicks but they are called Muñecas quitapenas aka worry dolls that are used to remove worries. According to their stories, the doll is supposed to worry in your place, and thus if you lose your doll it has run away with your woes.

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Of course, it’s seeming like our mission– Try ice cream in every country and multiple times to be sure… This is Sarita which is basically the Baskin Robbins of Guatemala! We kept it simple and got a Piña Colada ice cream cone. 1. The flavor was balanced. Not super sweet or extremely pineapple-y. 2. She used some method that got ice cream all the way down into the cone. I did not get any empty cone at the bottom! So good.

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Cuba in Summary

Not for the feint of heart.
An assault on all the senses at once.

SIGHT

The most vibrant streets: pastel 17th and 18th century architecture, rainbow assorted shades of classic old American cars, the neon/floral print mix and match fashions of the local Cubans and tourists alike are dazzling. However, everything is in ruin and not in any state of repair— Walls crumbling, layers of paint, graffiti, dirt and grime on every surface. Trees grow big and tall on the side of buildings, one thing that has weathered time better here. Bars on windows, artistic iron wrought gates are on almost every home. Stray dogs and cats run around licking trash for snack while they wait for scraps from the local butcher. Clothes strung up on balconies, colorful pantalones flapping in the wind.

SOUND

As we head down three flights of stairs the din grows louder. You’d think it was a cliché but as soon as the heavy door was parted from its latch, and we’ve just barely stepped outside, a blasting of live Cuban-Caribbean music makes it almost impossible to converse. Add the large trucks zooming by, pedicabs ringing their bells simultaneously yelling, “Taxi? Taxi!” toward us while we try to avoid them. Different music is being played from a shoulder boombox or performed on every corner, whether from within a restaurant or street urchin hoping to earn some pesos. Someone on the 3rd floor is yelling at a friend on the street. The guy in the 2nd floor restaurant is beckoning us up to eat. A man is calling to a stray dog down the road who is running further away. Kids are playing or screaming. Near the main square, a man in a typical black and white waiters outfit stands in the doorway asking in Spanish if we want cigars. It is starting to rain: no. Everybody seems to know everybody.

SMELL

The streets are busy. Rotting garbage from remains thrown carelessly on the ground, next to feces (stray dog, cat, human?) mix with open sewer lines, baked dumpsters overflowing everywhere. Males do not use restrooms— they just pick any which side of the street and go. Cheap ladies fragrance is sometimes wafted into the mix, a welcome scent from the general leaded gasoline fumes, black plumes pouring out of all the motor vehicles. Cigar smoke lingers, locals and even those working have them lit throughout the day. Pockets of lovely food smells cooking from cafeteria restaurant institutions make for a treat. Little peso pizzas are folded like sandwiches in hand of many locals going about their day… Tempting.

TOUCH

Rubble and uneven streets leave the ankles tested; not being able to walk on one side of the other, sidewalk or road because the holes where the “street” has been ripped up, dug into and never put back is unavoidable. We left our first home for three days, came back and it was hardly recognizable. Sidewalk: gone. Road: also gone a few feet. Two foot deep holes for 30 feet along the path we used to walk. There are also too many piles of crap or large dirty puddles of stagnant water that are a hypochondriacs nightmare. Also: crazy drivers and swaying walkers. The potholes are so large Im surprised cars aren’t stuck in them. If you aren’t paying attention there might be a three foot drop next to a so called sidewalk. Humidity is a sneak that leaves your skin sticky and hair frizzed. Mosquitos here are another breed— Their bite a lasting remark for days to come.

TASTE

Nothing here is easy to come by. Food being rationed, is an obvious reason. The fare doesn’t taste bad, it is very simple and basic in composition. Jamon. HAM HAM and more HAM. Bread. Flavors are light, almost bland for my palette that likes a spicy factor. Our host graciously made us an “omelette” which was nothing more than a scrambled egg folded in half, no seasonings or additions. Before we left on the trip my bf had to wonder if my spicy addiction had gone too far. Now he sees why I brought the hot sauce and chili pepper packets! Little did I know that I would in hindsight be thankful for a plain egg… Good protein is hard to come by. Our first mojito was also an experience: it was straight rum with a mint twig dashed in it. I watched the “bartender” pour in horror. Most street snacks and menu items are fried— churros, croquettes, tostones, plantains, sugared chips, corn fritters etc. Things that are somewhat available here in grocery “mercados” include: bread, ham, crackers, Kool Aid, Havana Gold rum, unpasteurized dairy products and long lines. I’m not leaving anything out either, not sure how people live off of these items. No spices, sugar, cereal, chips, frozen aisle… These shops are smaller than the average American’s dining room. I didn’t come here for the food but one pleasant surprise was the Chocolate Museum bonbons, which was probably the closest to normal thing I’ve eaten here. One was milk chocolate in the shape of a cigar, a mint liqueur filled milk chocolate, and a praline cinnamon clove mix covered in bittersweet chocolate. Mmmm.

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