Maybe you could sell things. Or maybe this could be an extension of the Plan B Kit getaway edition.
First. I have a thing for packing bags. Cause I'm also going, or dreaming about going. It's something about containment. It probably isn't healthy. But onward.
You know how you have earthquake kits (Californians) and um...tornado kits? (Midwesterners) Well what if, you packed a number of identical bags with totally different travel content. Like one would be for a camping trip and the next for a car road trip and the next for a fancy foreign city romp (a nice black dress and a bill fold of foreign cash) and the next for a mexican drug run (eg a gun and 5 grand). So you pack these bags, or better yet, someone else packs a series of bags for you (it is the mystery that matters).
You wake up on day one of your vacation and you grab a bag. And you walk out your door. Maybe you want to a greyhound station. And you open the bag. And you figure out where to go from there.
Impracticalities galore in this one. Right. But it is a different type of fun that doesn't rely on practicality. Not like...work fun...or anything.
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