Welcome to another season of German one-bag travelers. The one bag, of course, has to have four monstrous wheels, weigh several tons, consume lots of fuel, and be prepared to assault any terrain.
If this looks familiar, perhaps it’s because you saw this post, or this post, or this post.
If you wonder why I even pay attention, consider the last time I was in Germany (2008). We spent several weeks in Europe. I bought a couple of paperback books in Paris, which added to the weight I was carrying. For the flight home, my luggage was up to 6.5 kg (14.3 pounds) … probably the weight of the taillights of this monster.
À chacun son goût.*
*Jedem das Seine, the German version, goes back centuries, but doesn’t play well now due to its incorporation in the entrance sign to Buchenwald concentration camp from WW II.
In 8 years I have never eaten such a thing. I think I can make it another 8 years for sure.
These Germans will bring a container. None of that one-bag stuff for us, nono.
It’s the same in Africa, I presume?