I learned a thing or two about packing after being on the road for three months. Fitting outfits appropriate for meeting Maharajas alongside ones for trekking with a Bushman in Tanzania is no easy feat. And then hauling that load – for three months – up and down endless airport escalators will make you curse the day you thought to add that extra pair of heels to your bag, no matter how good they make your butt look. To this day what can strike the most fear into my well-trave