I’m heading up to Sydney for Supanova this weekend. Thanks to the minion who wasn’t happy to see me with a wheelie bag small enough to be carry on luggage, I have a Bag of Holding.
Expected conversation tomorrow about the Bag of Holding:
Ineke: OMG YOU’RE ONLY STAYING FOR THE WEEKEND YOU KNOW
Me: Yes, I know. Blame Edward. Remember those drinks we’re planning to have? We’ll talk.
Ineke: BUT BUT BUT – THAT SUITCASE IS HUGE!!!
Me: I KNOW. It’s not even full.
Ineke: HOW CAN IT BE EVEN HALF FULL??? YOU’RE ONLY STAYING FOR THREE NIGHTS.
Me: …
Later…
Ineke: Where did that camera bag and tripod come from?
Me: You remember that monstrosity of a suitcase?
Ineke: You brought THREE HARDCOVER BOOKS
Me: How often do I get a chance to get Raymond E. Feist to autograph books?
Ineke: You brought THREE HARDCOVER BOOKS ON THE PLANE
Me: Remember that monstrosity of a suitcase? I HAD ROOM.
Ineke: YOU BROUGHT THE KITCHEN SINK!!!
Me: Remember that monstrosity of a suitcase? IT WASN’T FULL.
On a positive note, I now have an ENORMOUS suitcase suitable for travelling to conventions with my camera gear etcetera and I will still have room to take books home. Hint. REVIEW BOOKS. 