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Steamer Trunks

I saw this ad in a higher end magazine and felt a bolt of recognition pass through me . . . my Mom had a suitcase, probably from her Mom or grandmother, that looked like this. She stored special fabrics in it for later use. It always smelled like faraway places.

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Look at the space! You can pack everything neatly into drawers, you can hang your hanging clothes.

These were for ship travel, where someone would deliver your trunk to the ship and sometimes, even unpack it for you and store the trunk in the hold while you dined and supped your way across the Atlantic – maybe ten to fourteen days. There were no restrictions on numbers of bags, no restrictions on bag size.

Even as a child, going back and forth to university from Germany, we had BIG bags, huge bags we could stuff full. The two bag limit was 77 pounds, but it seems to me that the airline staff always looked the other way. I still get steamed every time I fly a “foreign” (i.e. not an airline I have privileges on) airline and have to pay a baggage fee for even one bag. Stuffed in like sardines, even in business class. Unspeakable food, tinier and tinier restrooms . . . People fighting for space in the overhead bins . . .

Oh my gosh; I am talking like an OLD person.

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October 4, 2013 - Posted by | Adventure, Aging, ExPat Life, Living Conditions, Random Musings, Travel | ,

2 Comments »

  1. Oooo-this would be a good idea for a small quilt studio!

    Comment by momcatwa | October 4, 2013 | Reply

    • You are so right! It would be perfect if it didn’t have to go anywhere. Fully loaded, it could weigh a ton!

      Comment by intlxpatr | October 4, 2013 | Reply


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