Soon we'll be on the road again.
Have I anything forgotten I ask myself. Probably not. I have a lot of books in my suitcase so that I won't be bored. But of course it is impolite to read the whole time. At night when everybody is sleeping I will read. Yoga clothes, my meditation blanket and watch are in my suitcase, too. The presents are in another bag.
This evening I must knit. My father is hankering for these self-made socks. He will be very disappointed when he won't get them.
I see already, I will be busy as usual.