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Post by Phar Lap on May 16, 2019 21:35:09 GMT -5
I didn't learn anything I didn't already know, except the correct way to fold a jacket, the instructions of which were confusing, and although bamboozling, doesn't really matter as I don't have those kind of jackets.
Come to think of it, I've never stayed in a place where butlers exist!
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Post by sprite on May 17, 2019 10:10:39 GMT -5
Come to think of it, I've never stayed in a place where butlers exist! my new life goal!
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Post by Liiisa on May 17, 2019 11:08:10 GMT -5
The fancy part of the QM2 where I stayed with my mom had butlers.
I was grateful for the experience but underneath it all I had this sense of irritation, because I'm so used to just doing everything myself. I think that kind of thing appeals to an entitled sort of personality that requires constant reinforcement that they're of the "correct" social class, which I just roll my eyes at. I give my mom kind of a break because she has limited mobility, and I guess if that kind of thing makes you happy and you'd rather have a single splurge rather than a bunch of cool cheaper things then that's your prerogative, but still.
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Post by tucano on May 17, 2019 11:15:01 GMT -5
Imagine what a faff it would be to put tissue paper between items of clothing!
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Post by Liiisa on May 17, 2019 11:19:47 GMT -5
There's no way! I guess the only way around it is to be the sort of person who has their own butler/valet at home, so then you tell him to put the tissue paper in, and the butler at the other end takes the tissue paper out, and I can't even stand writing this sentence anymore.
I always feel sorry for rich people in Victorian novels who have to travel with this huge entourage... I would be trying desperately to escape.
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Post by Phar Lap on May 17, 2019 11:41:46 GMT -5
There's no way! I guess the only way around it is to be the sort of person who has their own butler/valet at home, so then you tell him to put the tissue paper in, and the butler at the other end takes the tissue paper out I always feel sorry for rich people in Victorian novels who have to travel with this huge entourage Ah, but you see, no self-respecting butler needs to be told to put tissue paper between the layers, they already know this. RE: Living in Victorian times, I would much rather have been wealthy than poor or average.
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Post by Liiisa on May 17, 2019 14:42:10 GMT -5
Oh well of course I feel sorrier for the poor people, that goes without saying.
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Post by wombatrois on May 17, 2019 21:17:41 GMT -5
I am wavering on the number of pairs of shoes I'm going to take.
Help!
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Post by Phar Lap on May 17, 2019 21:48:15 GMT -5
How many do you usually take? My suggestion would be two minimum, three maximum. Me, walking/hiking sandals that can also be worn in water, and a pair of thongs. They are the only footwear I take on my overseas holidays regardless of length of trip. (I wear the sandals on the plane with my black flight socks!) That said, whatever I go it's always tropical weather or summer where I'm going.
Edited to add: My first pair of hiking sandals were Tevas original black ones from Kathmandu, great sandals, but it made the soles of your feet black and they always looked dirty. When I went to Europe, I just KNEW those black sandals wouldn't cut it (imagine walking on the streets of Paris in them!), so bought a more modern pair, also Teva, dark red, strappier, looked dainty no black anywhere. Marvellous.
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Post by wombatrois on May 18, 2019 0:29:21 GMT -5
It's OK, we've made a decision not to be too strenuous this holiday, so I can drop the hiking shoes! Yay. I can now take one more pair of sandals (making it two plus thongs).
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