MICRONET Microfiber Towel (Amazon)
One thing I am constantly missing on the road is a decent, quick-drying travel towel. Sure, it’s One More Thing, but whether I’m hopping out of the ocean or trying to wash up in an airport bathroom, I keep thinking I’d find one handy. I’ve just bought this little microfiber number in sexy Emergency Orange, but I have my doubts the microfiber will keep mildew at bay as well as they imply.
There is nothing like packing for a trip to make you stop and think about what you really need. If you are new to it or not that good at it you’ll likely end up with way too many bags, which are filled with way too much stuff, and are a total pain in the ass to travel with. You’ll also likely return with things you dragged with you on your trip that you never once ended up touching. Traditional wisdom tells us it’s better to be prepared, to have things you might need just in case. That’s the worst kind of thinking for travel. If you are good at travel packing the things you bring will likely be multi-use, light weight, compact, and will all be used regularly.
Another unintended philosophical nugget of the project was to understand that many things are worth less monetarily than you think. Some of your possessions might even have a negative value. (Old computer monitors, for example, cost money to throw out in some regions of the U.S. They have a -$25 value.) Every item on Cult of Less was appraised and intentionally undervalued. It means more to me for an individual to enjoy something that I have neglected than for me to spend time peddling my wares for an extra few bucks. People seem surprised that I would be willing to give away things that clearly have value for so little.
Now every purchase I make comes with a second-guess: Do I really need this? Like really, really need this? In the past year, “impulse buy” has left my vocabulary. I found myself buying fewer things, but also nicer things. On the whole, it’s led me to cherish my few purchases more. Every possession also requires a certain amount of upkeep, and I find myself with more time and less possessional guilt. Every thing owned begs to be used constantly; every second not utilized comes a shred of buyer’s remorse. Everything I own I use at least once per month, save for my winter clothes.
—The nitty-gritty of whittling down your possessions, BoingBoing