This is my suitcase. There are still things missing, such as the camera that shot this and some clothes for instance. But I still have room, you just can't see it. I believe packing a suitcase is like a jigsaw puzzle in confined dimensions. Not only do you have 500 pieces but you have a 2.5x3.5" or so bag to put it in (kudos to Lisa for the Alice-in-wonderland-rabbit-hole-of-a-bag by the way...) This thing has more pockets and secret places that come out of nowhere... I have no doubt it will fit.
I'm a little worried it will get searched at the airport since uh, I packed pepper spray in the pocket with the shaving cream, just in case... So I hope they don't ruin my configuration but if so, GOOD LUCK getting it back in guys.
My mom is a seriously good packer. I think she could fit a jet ski in the back of the Tahoe along with the ski-lift. So, I hope a little of her skills rubbed off... But we also have a saying that we usually yell as our car turns around the corner and heads towards our destination, "If we don't have it, we don't need it," ensuring that this car will not be turning around for anything. So, if something did not make it into my bag by Sunday night then well, Sayonara. : )
