The 1 thing I never pack for France anymore ... I used to land with an itinerary, a suitcase of perfectly curated outfits, and content I'd already storyboarded in my head. Somewhere along the way I noticed my best memories are never on the list. They were the wrong turn. The lunch that ate the entire afternoon. The conversation I didn't plan for. So now I make room for getting lost. For changing my mind. The thing I stopped packing: expectations. LTKootd