I bid goodbye to an old friend today: Primark bag, you have served me so well.
I went about a big old spring cleaning and organizing session today and when compiling things to toss, I knew it was time for this bag to meet its timely end. I bought it back in 2009 when I was studying abroad in London and I needed a cheap weekender type bag to take to Scotland with me on a group trip. I couldn’t have paid more than £20 for it, in true Primark style, and in time, it helped with more than just that weekend trip. It was the bag I took as my single carry-on with Ryan Air, the bag I slept on as I took trains rides, the one that followed be on bus and car rides while in long-distance relationships. This bag has seen: London, Scotland, Prague, Salzburg, the entire tri-state area and countless weekend trips. It held up remarkably well: it was only last month when the zipper decided to break and I finally cared enough about the breaking purple vinyl near the seams and splitting lining.
Purple bag, you’ve seen me through incredible adventures. Scary trips, easy trips, exciting ones: we have weathered them all. Thank you for being my buddy in this international campaign for independence and adventure.