Trippin' on the suitcase

The following is a pretty pointless post with various pics of my suitcase and trip planning so there’s a pretty great chance you’ll die from boredom if you do intend to read this post.
You have been warned.

Moving on.

Preparing for la vida local is not an easy task. It indeed requires tremoundous thinking beforehand, and by thinking I mean praying that your suitcase won’t get lost or stolen by some dude at the airport.
With that in mind, let’s take a look at my wonderful picture album collection awkwardly named “A trip down memory lane“. Oh my God. I think I just had an orgasm thinking about that word play.

We’ll start off gently with the little mascot I like to bring with me on every trip:

Yeah, he’ll get the job done.

Now on to the magnificent suitcase:

“Sesame open up” would be the most clichéd sentence right now, so I’ll just go with the bland but still powerful (in that it is not powerful) sentence:
“Suitcase open up”!
And voilà.

Holy crap, clothes! And an…other bag?
This is like a Kinder Surprise but, you know, not in chocolate…

Are you as hungry as I am right now?

Anyway.

With good trip planning comes great money exchange. This is why I decided to photograph my hundreds and thousands of dollars, and then got a call from the Secret Services.

Oh, what the hell, here is my joyfull richness in all its splendor:

The Old and the Beautiful.
But what is Elizabeth II doing on a dollar bill?

Damn, that post was hi-la-rious.
You are now going to die.

P.S.: Sorry for the poor quality of the pics, I have a fail camera.

And FYI, TheWB.com has finally launched.
The future is now (maybe)!