...or actually not so much. Those of you who read last year's blog will remember that my suitcase eventually got so heavy that she earned the name "mama", as in "come on, mama, you can make it up the stairs," or "time to get in the car, mama", and so on. In any case, we're off tomorrow, mama and I. Rick Steves would NOT approve of the amount of stuff I have stuffed in her.
before....

...and after

the good news: everything is in!
the bad news: mama already weighs 50 lbs. :(
at least she rolls!
next stop, Amsterdam...
erin
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