Where is the suitcase?
The planning for most of our trips is pretty lax. I usually plot the travel path, pick the camp sites, make the reservations, and do the driving. At least on the way out. After that, it's like a goat rodeo. Our last trip was to Rhode Island to see our son. Along the way we stopped in Pennsylvania for the Renaissance Faire at historic Mount Hope. The plan was loose, we were taking a week off from work capped by weekends on each side. We drove up to PA on Saturday and would attend the Faire on Sunday, then continue North the following day. It was August, so by the time we got to the campground and got unhooked and set up I was a sweaty mess. I asked The Wife where the suitcase was, after not finding it in any of the three places it normally ends up. This began one of those conversations you see on situation comedies. And then the 2 hour drive back home to get it. We had packed it. Made sure to put the electric toothbrushes,...