We all need to love our things more; I think that’s a lesson we can all learn. Our travel backpack can teach us that. Our bag reminds us of the places we have been, the things we have done when adventuring around the world.
Even the less adventurous travel scars tell a story. I still have scar on mine that reminds me of a train I caught in India and locals I met with that day. Every scar tells a story. It’s probably for this reason that, when we find that perfect travel bag, we find it hard to let it go, even when it has no miles left in it.
Will worked away, removing the stitching and figuring out a way to patch it back together again and, after a few goes through our machine, it’s now ready to head out. Will added a patch to strengthen the seam, When Oscar notices the patch he can have a little chuckle to himself – “remember when I…”