Hawaiian style - not just pineapple, folks

 

Packing. Again.



Suzanne's packing prepations

One of the advantages of flying to Buenos Aires is the generous luggage allowance - two 23kg cases each. Especially useful for those staying nearly six weeks, and expecting to dance most nights.
I've found myself paying most attention to the tango component of my luggage, which includes four pairs of high-heel shoes. And that's not especially useful, since, with the best will in the world, we shall spend more time not dancing than dancing. So hanging-about-the apartment-and-on-the-street clothes and shoes should predominate.
Picking and choosing these isn't helped by the wavering weather forecast - 26c today, 17c predicted for Tuesday, and colder at night.
I've said it before and I'll say it again - I always pack too much. When travelling, this has often entailed posting home a parcel of stuff with a great sigh of relief from Hong Kong, Montpellier or San Francisco. Since we're staying put this time, I doubt I'll need to do that. But I'm sure, sooner or later, to be annoyed at how much stuff I carted across the world and then didn't wear. I've read of women who travel with only one carry-on bag containing a pair of black pants and two white tee-shirts. Do these paragons of reason really exist? 

And mine

Bogan glam

Travel often means a neglected blog. But travel to style-free zones is certain death to a style blog. Not only does one rapidly stop looking at how other people look, this blogger happily stopped caring how she looked herself. The footwear makes the point. A lot of the time I got about in just a smile and a sunhat.

Minaki, Ontario, Canada

But there's not caring, then there's caring a lot and looking even worse than those who don't care. The following delights were spotted in Deadwood, South Dakota, USA. To avoid embarrassment, they were photographed at retail outlets, but plenty such items were sited on and around live bodies in this and other Black Hills towns.

Pants and tee-shirt

Bag

Pigtail holders

And finally, celebratory fingernails the day after July 4, Wall, South Dakota, USA.

On the road again

In the metaphorical sense, anyway. I'd like to be able to say, next stop Canada, but in fact it will be Auckland, San Franscisco, Calgary, Winnipeg, with mind-numbing lay-overs of several hours between connections. Never was the term "long haul" so apt. By the weekend, though, I hope to be lounging in the sun by - perhaps even swimming in - a lake that looks something like this one. Only perhaps not quite so close to the snow.