Parting is Such Sweet Sorrow! Guest post written by Won’t Run, in which he shares his memories of and his tearful parting with his Man Bag!
It’s been with me as long as I can remember. Like a part of my body. However, the zippers are broke, it’s tearing at the seams and not safe enough now for New York travel standards.
I am writing this post not to mourn, but to celebrate. My man bag has been with me ever since I started on my travels with Kathy. It has seen numerous airports; has gone through countless TSA X-ray machines, countries and States. It was even stripped of its contexts once at Beijing Airport in China because of a Yankees Baseball lighter I forgot I had in one of its pockets. We nearly missed our connection. Kathy was slightly pissed off that we didn’t get to see the lounge at the airport.
This man bag has been to Oregon, Seattle and Vancouver. It has seen anime in Japan, the Park Hyatt in Buenos Aires, the Vegas strip, Cancun airport, a hash house in Amsterdam, a protest in Istanbul, a flight from hell in Belize, and a weekend jaunt to Stockholm. It has cheered for Kathy as she ran marathons in Bar Harbor, ME, Austin, TX, Hampton Beach, NH, Virgina Beach, VA, Washington D.C., Chicago, IL and, of course, New York City.
My man bag has been through every adventure that I have been through in my travels. However, it is time to retire it. I want to thank Black Cat luggage for making such a durable bag. I am sure the one I bought on the street in Flushing won’t be with me as long. But, surely it will be by my side as we gain new travel experiences and stories.
What article have you traveled with for so long and can’t see leaving it behind?
p.s. this is what Kathy thinks of my man bags: