The idea of living out of a backpack for a month was something I had to warm up too the first time I backpacked through Europe (in 2006). I remember when my pack came in the mail; I ripped open the packaging and then just starred at it. It was even smaller than I imagined.
You have to understand something about me: I was the kind of gal that took two giant suitcases for a weekend getaway because you just …