Packing for Puerto Rico!

 It's almost time for Pork Chop and me to grab our luggage and head away to the warm beaches of San Juan, Puerto Rico! Now, if you missed the last segment on this, I talked about needing to get away and booking a trip to San Juan based on my friend's recent adventure there with his girlfriend. While the workdays run me ragged, I'm dreaming of bronzesque BBW babes on beach towels on beaches. (You know, you gotta have a little something for yourself to get you through each day.) 

This is my 11th year travelling about. Nobody really did much in 2020, but I'm counting it anyway goddamn it because I did little local trips. I didn't spend a lot of time blogging them or really blogging at all. At the end of September, I took a hiatus or was it the end of October? Either way, I needed some time away from the keyboard. It wasn't fun anymore. It really got me feeling like this blog was only there for people to make me feel bad about myself. I updated other social media pages, but nowhere to the extent that I did before. My heart wasn't in it. I'm slowly coming round to the idea of blogging again. I need to do something to balance my work-life and my home life. I work long days and when I come home I just want to get baked and fall asleep. Fuck, I even stopped doing my edibles reviews. Not that I didn't keep notes here and there, but it was nothing like I used to do. Maybe I'll get back into that. I didn't even do a 4/20 blog. Probably a good thing I didn't I was so faded I couldn't tell you what year it was and I'm pretty sure I thought that I was in an episode of Mindhunter. (If you haven't checked it out, I highly suggest you do.) 

Prepping my old film camera to take with me to do some shooting in San Juan! I'm going to enjoy the contrast between my film and my digital photography. As usual with my trips, I'll be blogging the day trips, giving you guys some of the adventures that I've gone on. I will probably do a special of just the film photos once I get them developed. I've got three rolls of film and I intend to use both, contrasting and comparing the technologies, while discussing some of the finer points of each medium. I'm really looking forward to this. I've not done this since I was living in Germany back in 2014? Maybe 2013...All the years kind of blur together for me after a while. It's just a great big list of experiences that I've had. I really don't keep track of time. I don't really have a concept of time. Sometimes it flows so slow other times it races. Either way, I think of it as some manmade bullshit used to control and manipulate people, stripping them of good will and good intentions. Maybe I'm alone in that one. Maybe I'm not. Maybe I'll never know the truth. 

I'm an anal packer. I used to throw things together a day or two before I'd leave for a holiday or for a tour, often forgetting key things that I'd need or things that I wanted to have with me while I was gone. Who knows? Maybe I'll be inspired to write while I'm gone and work on the new material for Paper Hearts that I wanted to release sometime last year. I stopped writing, feeling the material wasn't organic or it was shadows of what I'd written in the past. I feel so much rushing inside of me now; I might just have to everything that I  can to get it out of me. 

I pack my tees in bags, Three in each bag, bottoms in another bag. Boxers in another bag. socks in another bag. I squeeze all the air out of them before sticking them in the suitcase. They said that I could use their snorkel equipment when going, but I'd brought my own for two reasons. Danny doesn't share things like that and second I might want to do another little trip on my own. Better to be safe than sorry. I like to create a pack list of things I need for each trip and tour that way I ensure I have everything that I need. It's light packing this time, something I'm not really used to. Usually, I go away for weeks to months, little trips is something I don't really do. That being said, I'm looking forward to going back to Canada when lift starts to open out again. I can't believe that I'm heading to fucking San Juan. This is just like...wow. I never thought that I would be going there.